I'm surrounded by boxes, clothing, suitcases, and dusty furniture. And I banged my knee earlier and it fucking hurts.
Christmas was...ok. The usual drama was there, but the presents seemed to take the edge off. I slept a lot, saw a couple movies, and slept some more. But now I'm back here packing and trying to get rid of about 20% of my shitty belongings. Hasn't been worn in a year? Gone. Don't know what the gadget/manual/gizmo is for? It's gone.
I may have to polish off the wine in the fridge. Better than pouring it down the drain, right?
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Update. 9:30pm.
I gave up for the night. And, brilliantly, decided to watch Rob Zombie's Halloween. And now I don't think I'm ever leaving these walls again.
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The remake is CERTAINLY not half as good as the original, but it was interesting to see one director's take on how to raise a son in a loving environment.
Agreed! See, we can agree on movies:)
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