I started moving things into my new home this morning. I started with the essentials - clothes, shoes, toilettries, and linens. Tomorrow is the big day. I meet movers at my storage unit at 8 a.m. and from then on it will be nothing but hauling, stair climbing, and unpacking fun. One of the few things that I like about moving is that it is the perfect time to purge my possessions of all unwanted, unnecessary and neglected things, which makes me feel a bit more organized. So far in the "get rid of" pile are clothes, shoes, school textbooks, magazines, and some furnishings for which I no longer have a need. Also, the more I get rid of, the less I have to move later.
The logistics: I am living in the Duboce Triangle, which is a pocket in between Lower Haight, The Castro, and The Mission. I am on a quiet tree-lined street, which is like a small haven from all the happenings of the surrounding areas. I am living with a 26 year-old guy, who just moved up from Santa Barbara. He seems very nice, and I am excited!
Because I am not really on top of things yet, I thought I had another 2 weeks of vacation. Not so! I start classes next Thursday, but there is little room for complaint. I have Fridays off, and the following Monday is a holiday. I also only have one 2-hour class on Thursdays.
With a great new home, a great new roommate, and a manageable class schedule, it seems as though my last semester will be GREAT!
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Um ok dude ... You have tags, you have lists of books, you have all the things I am trying to put on my blog and haven't been able to. You are WAY ahead of me.
On another topic, welcome the fuck back. Damn, I've missed you in this country. Seriously.
I also need you to read this book called "Eat. Love. Pray.". I thought of you thru the whole thing, it is an awesome book and I think you will love it the way I do. It will speak to you.
PS I'm back on Blogger, just getting my shit together. Love you.
It hurts to look at the sun!
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