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I have moved! I am neither lost nor dead! It just turns out that moving is sort of time-consuming. I swear, I got to Kentucky and had to start taking my items out of boxes and it was like, Goddddddd, didn't I just put all this stuff INTO boxes? This is bullshit.

The move itself went okay. We broke the window in the front door, had my crankiest neighbor threaten to the call the cops on the window-fixing guy (who was like, "Oh yeah? I dare you" -- aww, Massholes), and as I was about to drive away from the apartment, our neighbor D. actually gave me a HUG GOODBYE. (This is our neighbor who, for the first year we lived there, moireach and I thought was extremely angry and nosy, because she was constantly standing outside smoking and being snoopy and loud. Then she started talking to us, and it gradually became clear that she is not angry, but rather has some kind of mental disability? Which just goes to show you, don't be so judgmental, haha. She really is super loud, though. And super nosy. I will not really miss her talking on the phone outside at 1 am, I'll tell you that.) You know what's the awkward thing about your weird neighbor hugging you goodbye, though? When your stupid roommate is in Central America so you can't even text her about it. THANK GOD FOR TWITTER.

Kentucky has been kind of hilarious -- rockstar!bro and the band have been in and out a lot, my dad somehow decided we should have three Father's Day dinners, and my parents have conscripted me into their tennis army (they play, like, constantly, and now I'm on my mom's tennis team and going to her group lessons, idek -- it's super fun, though). And I've been spending a lot of time painting and redecorating, which is very fun but also very exhausting.

(My poor mother -- she helped me paint, which meant she had to listen to my "Summer Jams '09" playlist a lot, and which also meant she inadvertently attended a seminar entitled Theories On Jonas Family Relationships and Also Miley Cyrus, which made her very interested in Nick Jonas and Miley Cyrus's duet? I'm sorry, Mom. Also two days ago as we pulled into the Home Depot parking lot she said, "I have that 'Music's in control' song stuck in my head." And I said, "... did you hear it today?" and she said, "No!" Hahaha. Um, yeah, I'm also sorry about getting the Camp Rock soundtrack in your head days later, Mom.)

Anyway, I've been running around so much that I feel like I've barely even been online, which is weird. But this week I started watching reruns of The Bones on TNT, and ( spoiler alert )

Allllso I've been using tumblr sporadically, so if you've got one, tell me your handle!

So, things.

1. We moved! There is nothing non-awesome* about this apartment. moireach and I have both been so excited about 1) the sheer voluminousness of the kitchen, and 2) the dishwasher, that everything is always clean. The washer/dryer in apartment means that all my clothes and sheets and towels were clean AT ONCE for the first time in, like, 8 years. Every time I walk up the stairs I get all happy at how pretty it is, and how much I love everything about it, and I work in the STUDY (A WHOLE ROOM JUST FOR STUDYING - weirdly, I get more done here than on the couch of my old place. WHAT?), and we spent Sunday afternoon sitting out on our porch in the sunshine, and it's so big that if one of us yells something to the other from one end, we can't even hear each other. And there is nothing not-awesome about living with M, though sometimes we do seem to be succeeding in our quest to be the lamest apartment ever. Let's just say that there are a lot of Buffy DVDs and Star Trek tapes in this apartment and leave it at that.

2. You know what I found while moving? These little awesome cardboard LOTRIPS paper dolls that calendae made, like, a zillion years ago (okay, 2004). Plus, Vincent Kartheiser. (swmbo, I think he was for you.) ( Fuzzy camera-phone pictures, because I think my actual camera's still packed )

3. I think our landlord's getting hotter, seriously. He let us move in early, while he was still fixing things up, and so he would be, like, working with power tools, while all stubbly, and barefoot, and listening to WILCO. Like, honestly, is this some kind of joke? WHAT IS THE UNIVERSE TRYING TO DO TO ME? However, the gay watch continues apace: one time, T-shirt tucked into jeans. HMM.

4. The Office season 2 DVDs are out! Things that are awesome include: EVERYTHING. I had already seen all the deleted scenes, so am working through the commentaries, and they are awes.

5. Speaking of the Office, I have read a lot of bad fic this summer, guys. And you know what is the grossest term ever? LOVEMAKING. I want to take a shower every time I read it, which is A LOT. I've never been into a fandom enough that I read terrible fic - my normal system is that I only read things if they're recced to me, and then if I'm not interested in two paragraphs, I'm out, but THIS. The things I've seen, man. The things I've seen. Being pan-fandom is way better for my state of mind.




*From my perspective. But Moireach has, apparently, gotten trapped in her room several times due to a faulty doorknob, which she pretends is a big hassle, but I'm pretty sure it's actually an excuse to call our hot landlord. I SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU, M.