So, then, here I am at my mom's house. We're about half-way moved in, and everything is hectic and mixed up and every time we need something- clean underwear, socks, toothbrush- we have to figure out if it's here or there.
This is the part I hate about moving: moving.
What's cool about moving in here is that my mom has internet. INTERNET! How I've missed you. It's been right about one year since we lost internet at our house; one year since I've been able to roll out of bed and check my email, or read my favorite blogs, or job search, or write something new here. I'm looking forward to being able to do that again.
Plus, you know, PORN. Gotta love the porn.
Okay, I've got Jason dancing around in his underwear singing John Mayer right now. I've gotta go.