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well, tomorrow it will b a week in the new apartment. god, it already feels like home for the most part. i finally got my room painted. i'll put pics up when i get furnature in it and finish the mural on the closet doors. the rook is fucking purple! how hot is that? i know i know, i've been watching too many episodes of Trading Spaces but o well.

Mom is adjusting well, despite the constant phone calls she gets at work from dad. he called friday 4 times. there was really no purpose to the calls either. he just called to kind of say hi. right now, she's just humoring him because we really don't want to set him off. we want him happy so he doesn't get malicious.

So, other than all of that, life is going well, slowly getting back to normal (thank god). Guess that's it for now though. Eric should b here soon and frenchy just got out of the shower. Tyler is behind me rocking out on the acoustic guitar. The X-Box is calling and i must go and heed the call. until next time...