April 14th, 2006tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
I’m packing.
Apparently I’ve managed to accumulate twice the paraphernelia that came with me. Granted, two suitcases are filled with books and old photos from my boxes in the garage—my mom decided to do a little spring cleaning (read: she made me go out and dig through the scary garage).
In between packing, I’m working—which is always loads of fun.
I find the same thing each time I move. It’s like there’s a law of physics that states that whatever the amount of stuff you have it expands to fit the space you’re in. Kinda like a gas. And if you move into a bigger space, same problem, bigger scale. Huh.
Packing sucks a little but moving’s fun.
Comment by Thérèse — April 14, 2006 @ 7:22 pm
“Kinda like gas…” rotfl lmao.
Comment by the insider — April 14, 2006 @ 9:17 pm
Not gas. Aaaaa gas. There are lots of gases that have nothing to do with bean consumption.
Though in Therese’s case that’s the only gas she knows…
Comment by Moocow — April 16, 2006 @ 7:33 pm
so are you home now?
Comment by wendykat — April 17, 2006 @ 4:29 am
Did you get to the place itself ?
Comment by Me, Myself and I — April 17, 2006 @ 6:39 am
You’d know Moo, you’d know. ;P
Wendy—yep, safe and sound 🙂
Me: yes I did. 🙂
Comment by the insider — April 17, 2006 @ 6:46 am
Hey now. Be nice. You cow.
Comment by Thérèse — April 18, 2006 @ 4:31 am
Um, that was directed to MooCow, not to you, theInsider. Just to clarify.
Comment by Thérèse — April 18, 2006 @ 4:31 am
Good god, I have NO Internet at my house—still. Argh.
Moo’s going to get beat up, lol.
And good Therese, otherwise.. ooo, I’d have to beat you up. 😉
Comment by the insider — April 18, 2006 @ 5:31 am
Well see that’s why I made sure you knew. I bruise easily.
Comment by Thérèse — April 18, 2006 @ 10:54 am
I however do not bruise. At all. Evar.
Comment by MooCow — April 18, 2006 @ 2:52 pm
Well sure MooCow but that’s really just cause you hide in a tent until those that would bruise you have left the building.
*smiles sweetly*
Comment by Thérèse — April 19, 2006 @ 1:13 pm
Aaaaaaand Therese is dead to me.
Comment by MooCow — April 19, 2006 @ 3:15 pm
Aww, poor Therese.
Moo—everybody bruises. Want me to come and smack you and show ya? hehe
You two are just adorable.
Comment by the insider — April 19, 2006 @ 3:37 pm
What’s this, Moo? No laundry basket threats first? Skipping right to dead? Nice.
Hey. Hey theInsider. Wanna see what may be the single funniest picture of MooCow in existance?
(It’s a toss up between three, but I think this is numero uno.)
*starts giggling in advance*
Comment by Therese — April 20, 2006 @ 5:41 pm
Oh yeah, bring on the funny pictures. 🙂
Comment by the insider — April 20, 2006 @ 6:31 pm
Be warned. Put your drink down, take a deep breath, and prepare yourself for what you’re about to see. Ok. Ready?
This is it.
Comment by Thérèse — April 21, 2006 @ 8:39 am
This is it.
http://poorrolemodel.blogspot.com/2004/12/mama-dont-let-your-babies-grow-up-to.html
Comment by Thérèse — April 21, 2006 @ 8:40 am
Oh….my…god…
I hate you. I so hate you.
Well actually I hate my sister more, but you by association.
Comment by Moocow — April 21, 2006 @ 8:51 am
OH MY GOD! rotfl lmao lol.
That was fantastic. Thank you. hehehe
Comment by the insider — April 21, 2006 @ 9:30 am
What’s that MooCow? Sorry, you’ll have to speak up cause I can’t hear you over the echoing laughter.
Comment by Thérèse — April 21, 2006 @ 10:06 am
::snicker::
Comment by the insider — April 21, 2006 @ 10:08 am