Last night/early this morning I made
Level 7, noticed that I have fallen off of
Everything's Best Users, and wrote up
Goodbye to twelve years. Post-
sleep, I have been
packing more and more and more, and fighting down
panic (esp. since I may now be leaving
a day early).
Random thoughts of the day: I'm so
jealous of
Starrynight and
7Ghent's musical endeavor! You guys are
groovy. And hey, you
E2 people are pretty cool. I may issue a blanket
invitation to my
New Year's party. We'll see.
I am SO FReAKING TIRED. Everything's almost packed. We may leave tomorrow (see
Wintersweet's I-40 Road Trip. Whee. Exciting. Scary. I could just about pass out...
The Ramones in my head, "
I Wanna Be Sedated."
Twenty twenty twenty four hours to go-o-o, I wanna be sedated. Nothing to do nowhere to go-o-o, I wanna be sedated! da da dada da da da dada...um anyway. /me clean up some more now and then
go to sleep.