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[elucreh]

See, the plan was: almost-finish packing on Friday, drive down with a carload to babysit younger sibs while parents/oldest younger sib are out of town for a wedding, then come back down and finish packing today. Tonight, my dad was supposed to come up with a borrowed trailer and haul all my crap down the mountain. (Doing this twice a year is, unbelievably, cheaper and less hassle than renting a storage unit, because I live in a tiny college town that knows their principles of supply and demand.)

BUT my dad called on Saturday and was all, "So, business trip. Can't be there till Thursday."

• The things I took down on my own were clothes, because I could lift them on my own; I still had about half the dresser left to pack. Which means that I currently have available to me: four pairs of pants, six bras, all of my pajamas, and the silk Brazilian things I don't dare wear in public without a) being covered in plastic wrap to protect them and b) the strapless bra that is not among the bras I still have here. And the one shirt I drove back in last night. I'M NOT SMART, OKAY, I FORGOT I WOULD NEED TO WEAR THINGS.
  
  
• OMG. All the classes I want to take are taught in alternate years, and ALL OF THEM are not being taught until the year AFTER next. I ran to my advisor in a panic and I THINK I am going to be okay, but O.M.G. fr srs, IS COLLEGE NEVER GOING TO END???? I was hoping to GRADUATE next spring!!! (That hope is now dead, FYI.)
  
  
• I have no web at home and no real desire to sit here pretending that I am not talking about how adorable Brendon Urie is in the school computer labs, so I will be checking in once a day and probably only commenting v.v.v. occasionally. Most posts that I would jump in and say something encouraging or ask a silly question or whatever I am skipping over--and I'm kind of skimming anyway, may miss something important, so PLEASE e-mail me if you seriously need my attention. I do get e-mail on my phone, so it will be more immediate.
  
  
• I ate all my groceries on purpose, and am now trying to figure out whether I can live on the dry goods I intended to take down and maybe half a gallon of milk. WITHOUT cooking anything, because it was the roommate-who-already-left's job to do the kitchen, and I do not want to have to redo the sparkling job she did.
  
  
• Greta is hanging out w/ Panic in L.A. and I am going to die of joy. HI PRETTY GIRL, I SEE YOU THERE.

Comments

[maple-mahogany.livejournal.com]

That blows. I wish I could have you over. :\

I'm very intrigued by Greta's presence. Yes.

[mrsquizzical.livejournal.com]

gretaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

hope you find some clothes!

*cuddles*

[shihadchick.livejournal.com]

Oh, man, that bites. :/ I hope you can stay warm and also dressed sufficiently, bb. And let me know if you need one of us to, like, order you a pizza or something, okay? *concern!*

(Also, where is the Greta info coming from? Enquiring minds want to know and speculate!)

[elucreh.livejournal.com]

She's in that crowd pic Jon twittered a while ago. *G*

[shihadchick.livejournal.com]

OH! I had a really hard time figuring out who was in that - I had to zoom in a LOT to figure out where Spencer was, put it that way. I am SOBADOMG with recognising people unless it's really obvious. (Jon needs to take a leaf out of Zack's book and twitter LARGE ACTUAL PICTURES. *is demandy!* :D)

[elucreh.livejournal.com]

...Spencer was in that picture? *sigh*

Fr srs, I had to have Greta pointed out before I saw her; no shame! Jon is just lame, that's all, with his inadequate twittering.

[shihadchick.livejournal.com]

I am PRETTY sure he's on the far far right? Like, I wouldn't have thought at all until I went majorly zoomed in, but the general head shape seemed right. IDEK. SERIOUSLY JON GET A BETTER FUCKING CAMERA PHONE. that one is as bad as MINE and i know dude is more of a technerd than i am.

That is actually kind of relieving. Like, if YOU could miss her the first time I feel less bad about it.