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Dec. 19th, 2002 11:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
labrujahWoke up this morning in a foul mood, unable to settle on what to wear or where my makeup is. Unable to imagine how I will get 20 boxes, carry them home in the freezing cold with no gloves (I have one of each pair, at home), and simultaneously attend my friend's painting show, which I promised to do, all before 8 p.m. tonight.
Then, how to cram all my belongings into them and stash them somewhere. Before Sunday morning, when I leave for a confounding and always upsetting week with my folks, who make me sit in the back of the minivan and won't let me leave the house alone. ("It's ICY out there!") My mother also always tries to fasten weird Polartech things around my head, a nosewarmer mask or a headband or something terrible.
Still back and forth about my big move, angry and sad and semi-hopeful all at once. I bought a chandelier yesterday for the new room, it made me feel better. I think I will spray paint it light blue.
Then, how to cram all my belongings into them and stash them somewhere. Before Sunday morning, when I leave for a confounding and always upsetting week with my folks, who make me sit in the back of the minivan and won't let me leave the house alone. ("It's ICY out there!") My mother also always tries to fasten weird Polartech things around my head, a nosewarmer mask or a headband or something terrible.
Still back and forth about my big move, angry and sad and semi-hopeful all at once. I bought a chandelier yesterday for the new room, it made me feel better. I think I will spray paint it light blue.
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