2004-07-28 Apt moving desecration
Moving = hot, blinding pain.
Not quite, but still. I got most of my shit moved today -- got enough at my rightnow apartment to keep me there until Friday, but I'm trying to remember whether I have my phone charger. I think I don't. Shit. Oh well. I'll go get it if I need it.
Friday will be the day to unpack, since I'll just have to hang out at my apartment all day anyway.
I got furniture! I have a futon for a couch, which is kind of... I have a special hate in my heart for futons, but at least I know this one doesn't have semen and/or cat pee on it. But I DID find an amazing arm chair on the side of the road that doesn't look like it has semen and/or cat pee on it. I got pretty pillows and a rug and everything. My place is going to be uber-girly. People will develop ovaries upon entering my apartment. I'll have to keep tampons in a basket by the door (basket idea courtesy of The Pika). Total girl-pad, it'll be.
I also got: a bed! Yay! A pillowtop!! YAY! And it was on sale!!! YAAAAY!!!! A pillowtop has been my dream bed for so long. And now... it will be mine! It gets delivered on Friday, since everything's happening right then anyway.
My god, I'm so excited. I'll get to decorate and move stuff around and look at things. Unpacking'll suck. But that's ok. Because my new apartment is fucking AMAZING.
(hearts!)
9.26pm
