May. 10th, 2002

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tonight will be interesting. i have about 8 hours in which to pack my entire room, and write a cover letter.
took keith to the pied cow. i love that place so much... i had a bagel with cream cheese and smoked salmon, and an iced mocha float (mocha and icecream and chocolate and whipped cream). the only problem with good food is that even when i'm so full i feel like i'll burst, i can't stop eating. i get good food so rarely that i don't want to waste it because of something silly like having no more room in my stomach.

so yeah, packing. i'm just now starting because i had to type up the last of my livejournal interviews and send the link to my teacher, and i didn't sleep much last night what with the weber and foucault so i took a nap this afternoon. however, i have filled one side of my fencing bag. i think it'll fit all my sca stuff. hopefully i can leave my tent and camping pad at nana's, which will free up a lot of space in there. especially because i plan on coming back down before i leave to pick up another sword and dagger out of the fencing club stuff. :)

this is so not going to fit in five boxes. not even five boxes and two suitcases.
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"sometimes i lose things, and then i find them in my butt."
"it's like sawing though a baby."

yay packing. ::dies::

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