on three fourths of the fronts the battle is all but won. after i bury the dead, we'll re-deploy to the other quarter and swarm.
i move along, i move along.
finally, i watched before sunset. perfection. simple perfection.
bought an iPod this weekend. been copying music all night. i'll be copying for days. finally.
tomorrow i close. tomorrow i close. tomorrow i close.
tomorrow i will own a house. a big house. a very big house. a house i know well. a house i love. tomorrow i will own a very big house that i know and love. it is real.
in twelve days i move. i move in twelve days. into my very own house.
who dares wins.
that's where the frosting is.
and no, I don't care for citrus flavored drinks.
i've got a porcupine quill in the back of my coupe de ville.
i've got time on my hands but an empty tank.
i don't have friends to spare, but i lost them anyway.
this is all new to me, but it's really all the same.
Friday I close on my very first house. Insanity. If someone had asked me seven months ago to describe for them the least likely scenario for the coming year, I would have told them that I would get divorced because my wife would fall in love with another man, lose my best friend, lose the house I was buying in Jeffersonville, file bankruptcy, get a promotion at work, and then move back to my hometown by buying a huge old house that I love.
And yet...
It really is so very simple. It
Today, people all over the world celebrate love.
Although I will be spending the day alone, I will be celebrating love as well.
I wish I could be with you today to give a great big Valentine's Day kiss. Since I can't, I'm gonna send a whole bunch of them to you long distance.
I haven't had a full night's sleep in a thousand years.
If I go any crazier, I will need a box of trash bags.
Atlas Blogged.
That's how long I have to get my shit together.
As my move approaches, the packing has begun.
The countdown is officially on.
I'm still weirded out beyond belief. I can't believe I'm moving.
But I am.
Soon!
