Goodbye to all that

This, then, will be a list of all that will go:

Furniture:
5 bookshelves
1 coffee table
1 bed
1 desk
1 futon and futon mattress
1 super comfortable recliner
1 super comfortable mattress (maybe)
Excess Clothes
lots of paper stuff--hopefully no books.

if you've ever seen the movie version of Everything Is Illuminated, you will have a sense of what my life will be like for the next year or so (so I believe). Specifically, it will be one where all my things are in plastic bags to keep them from contaminating other things. it will be weird but when has my life not been weird, or myself for that matter.

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Why would God create a creature whose sole purpose appears to be to make other beings' lives utterly miserable? This is worse than the platypus.

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That said, I've always had romanticized notions of living with a box of books, a bag of clothes and my guitar. That is naivete at its best. Maybe several boxes of books...in plastic bags...in milk crates or something like that... Clothes in bags...a mattress (if i keep it) in a bag too.

What sucks about all of this is that it's taking up valuable time from paper writing and comp studying. And tempers are high. I've kept my cool but its easy when under stress about the future and whatnot to have to prep for moving without actually moving.

Prayer is needed. And patience and diligence and perseverance. I'm almost done and yet, not quite there. Finishing strong has always been difficult for me. I pray that this time I can follow through.

I also hope that the owners of this place can find a way to salvage the property and end up doing okay in the long run. They're nice people who don't understand us at all.

such is life.