Ha! You beat me to it - I was just going to ask if you'd be my friend - especially now that I know you and I would have no issues packing together... yup, dirty dishes with clothes, books with make-up, bathroom and office stuff together... no rhyme or reason, and yet so beautifully chaotic, it makes my heart flutter...
And yes, I'm bad... but they love me at the Salvation Army - every time I move, they get a shitload of stuff, and then 6 months later, most of what I haven't unpacked.
btw, living with mom and dad is nothing to smirk at - if I could, I so would! Rent sucks, and mortgage is even worse (and I've been stuck in homeowner's hell for 10 years now). Sometimes I really wish my family wasn't something like 12000 miles away... and that I could actually live with my mom without going totally insane... and... and... and...
Mooch, mooch, mooch and then mooch some more! Trust me, parents get some perverted pleasure out of it, regardless of what they say... and you want to make your parents happy, right?
(and yes, I'm jealous - I wish I could and I wish I was saving at least a little bit... which btw would be a miracle as I'm off work till fully recovered... so not only am I not making money, I have med bills out of this world... but it's all good - or it will be when the time comes to settle)
I think it's time for me to go to bed too as I have absolutely no idea what I came here to tell you... I do remember however, that, no, your writing/grammar/punctuation/spelling do not drive me crazy... and if you look at mine, you'll see that it gets progressively worse as the night progresses.
It's funny though - I can't escape it - I have a BA in Psych, so peope are always asking me if I'm analyzing them or if I would; I teach English and Social Studies, which either leads to 'how's my writing' or 'hey, you know History/Econ/Geo/(insert any soc.sci), what's the answer to...? or settle this bet? or....
And everybody always wants me on their Trivial Pursuit team... meanwhile I'm thinking 'Trivial Pursuit? WTF? What ever happened to the naked Twister?'
And yes, I'm bad... but they love me at the Salvation Army - every time I move, they get a shitload of stuff, and then 6 months later, most of what I haven't unpacked.
btw, living with mom and dad is nothing to smirk at - if I could, I so would! Rent sucks, and mortgage is even worse (and I've been stuck in homeowner's hell for 10 years now). Sometimes I really wish my family wasn't something like 12000 miles away... and that I could actually live with my mom without going totally insane... and... and... and...
(and yes, I'm jealous - I wish I could and I wish I was saving at least a little bit... which btw would be a miracle as I'm off work till fully recovered... so not only am I not making money, I have med bills out of this world... but it's all good - or it will be when the time comes to settle)
I think it's time for me to go to bed too as I have absolutely no idea what I came here to tell you... I do remember however, that, no, your writing/grammar/punctuation/spelling do not drive me crazy... and if you look at mine, you'll see that it gets progressively worse as the night progresses.
It's funny though - I can't escape it - I have a BA in Psych, so peope are always asking me if I'm analyzing them or if I would; I teach English and Social Studies, which either leads to 'how's my writing' or 'hey, you know History/Econ/Geo/(insert any soc.sci), what's the answer to...? or settle this bet? or....
And everybody always wants me on their Trivial Pursuit team... meanwhile I'm thinking 'Trivial Pursuit? WTF? What ever happened to the naked Twister?'
(and you see, now I rant...)