uncommoncold

So.

I'm all packed up and have moved my worldly possessions into the basement of my new place, which will be mine as of January first. My current place isn't yet fully clean, but it will be in five hours, presumably. I should really get on that, seeing as how it's nearing three in the morning.

In six hours, I head to Comox for the holidays. I expect this will be a relatively fulfilling trip, complete with good books, friends, tea, and familial conversation.

My problems are so... juvenile.

I like Metric. And that Jarvis Cocker song with Lush.

i never thought that i,
would feel as great as i do
today

[I wonder sometimes if people miss me. Like, really miss me. Think of me before they go to bed, that sort of thing. Because there are several people I miss in that way, fairly constantly...]

Forgive me for this ultra-high dose of the mundane. I've been drinking.

Did I get e-married tonight?