friday

in moving i've come to the conclusion that i officially have too much stuff. even worse, i can't figure out what to get rid of first. and by first i mean at all. i'm half tempted to sign myself up for TLC's clean sweep just to have someone do it for me. but then i'd be one of those annoying people that fights them the entire way, refusing to part with anything. and then they'd realize that they only reason i really signed myself up was in the hopes of being the lucky meat in an eric and angelo sandwhich.

my sister will be here in the morning for her week long visit. i know, just in time for felicity's senior year on WE, i was thinking the same thing.

and my two new favorite words: medical leave. looks like i'll be having some unscheduled, paid, time off from work beginning at the end of next week. true it will involve some minor surgery, but it's paid time off from the place i've come to fear the most. in the back of my mind i'm making all these mini lists of things to do with all my free time, when in reality it will probably just be me sitting on my butt reading and watching tv.

i still don't have my car back. boo hiss.

lover i don't have to love . bright eyes