I Hate Packing!

I am a very confusing person. I love to move around and see new places, but I hate to pack. In fact hate is not a strong enough word. I have been getting better at it though. Instead of waiting until the very last possible second, I pack little things as I go about my day to day life. I have been packing on and off for the past month. I have done a lot. In fact, most of the stuff is packed. "Oh but Ken, you still have so much to pack! You have barely done anything!" Yes there is still a lot, but movers are moving most of the stuff. They pack what they are moving, and I pack what I am moving. Plus once I see what all they will not move I can come behind them and finish packing and doing a final scrub down of our apartment. Pretty clever, I know. Now as much as I would love to keep procrastinating, I have to clean my house and do my dishes. (TT-TT) I hate doing the dishes.

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Good Byes Suck

So you know how you get adjusted to seeing someone on a semi-daily basis? Then one of you moves or something else happens and they are no longer there. It just leaves a hole in your life, and after sometime it gets filled with something else. However until then you are this ball of apathy. No? So it's just me? You suck.
Anywho, I am sitting here (for once on my computer and not typing on my iphone) thinking about my dear friend that I said good bye to just a few days ago. I didn't see her everyday or even every other day. Ok well I use to see her guaranteed twice a week, but that's not the point. I would see her more often then not. We never really did much. I would go with her and her daughter to pick up random what nots from the store. Sometimes we even went on adventures together. Point being, she was the person I saw the most here in Drum. I have other friends here, but she was my best. The one I could go to when I was fighting with my hubman or feeling down. The one who would talk random doctor who with me. The one who gave my anime and my little pony a fair chance. (Yes I watch My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. You should too. It's awesome, but that's for another day.) She was the Kagami to my Konata. (Bonus points if you know what I'm talking about!)
I guess this post has started to sound like I'm whinging. Oh well, I am sad and sleepy so you can get over it. I guess I'll get to my point and go to bed. The fact is, things change and that is the only thing that never changes in life. However, that doesn't mean I won't be sad about said change. Oh well, even if our good bye didn't have to happen this week, it would have happened in a couple of weeks anyway. Blah, maybe my next post will be about ponies. (She bought me ponies on one of our adventures,) That will be a happier post. Well I don't see any red lines of spelling error. So I will hope that my proofread was good enough. Nuh-Night.

Promises, Promises

I know, I said I would post more so my fictional readers could hear about the joys of my daily life. Sorry, I failed you. I'm kind of shocked you didn't see this coming. I went over five months in between my last two posts. Look on the bright side, it is just barely been over three this time. See, I do love you.
However I digress. My life has been filled with babysitting up until mid-way through April (I may have already told you about that), but with the end of the term can the end of my gig. It was fun. I was paid to sit and watch cartoons. Also another chapter of my life is coming to a close. The hubster is getting out of the army. (I may have said that too... Maybe I should have read my last post before writing this one.) We will be Alabama bound before the end of June. Good bye Drum! Hello friends and family! I have always given Alabama grief. It's too hot in the summer, there's nothing to do, I live so far from my friends (I use the term far loosely here. I consider anything more then an hours drive far. So the current 2 day drive is hell), etc. However, I am beyond excited to be moving back home. I will admit that I am not looking forward to the drive home, or getting there for the hottest time of year. Should I remember, I'll make note of my trip home this time too. It will give me something to do in the car other then count cows.
Oh yes, the point I was meaning to make. I want to start writing more. I have two reasons, for you my fictional readers and for myself. I like to go back and read what I thought was worth writing about. So my plan is to write before bed, just like I'm doing now. This way not only do I remember to post, but I also get all those things keeping me awake out of my head. It's a win win if you ask me. Mind you I still might not post often, but I should post a lot more often then I do now. So for I am going to say good night. Hopefully this doesn't have too many errors in it.

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Well...

I wish I could tell you some grand reason as too why I haven't posted anything in such a long time, but I just forgot about you.. Sorry, at least I was honest. So I will give you an update on my life.
October: I have made a friend! Yay! Now lets work on meeting some more people.
November: I have made 4 more friends! Double Yay! I have also started playing dnd (dungeons and dragons) again! Triple Yay!
December: I go home for Christmas. I get to be broke the whole time due to driving across country and buying gifts. Lame!
January: One of my friends leaves, and things become strained with another. I also start babysitting on Tuesdays and Thursdays (or did I start in February?)
February: I'm babysitting the most adorable girl ever! Things get better with previously stated friend only for them to move a week later.

Yep, that's been my life. I know it sounds super exciting. lol. I hope to post more often. Maybe two or three times a week.

9/11

I was sitting in Coach Burton's class with my normal frown. I always found civics boring. I was sitting in the second row from the windows in the very back. It was second period and all I wanted was to take a nap. I remember sitting their thinking while I watched it on tv thinking that is was just a bad dream. That any second now Couch Burton would wake me up and tell me to get back to work. My memory normally is that great, but I can remember those hours very clearly.

To be or not to be.

I have always had this problem. I am an indecisive, implosive person. I follow my heart, and and tend to not think things through. I get caught up in moment, and do things I can later regret. If I do take the time to stop and think about it, I often can not make ip my mind and just wing it.

I hate airports: part 3

I know I promise to post while I was in Alabama, but I was busy doing nothing. It's possible. I spent time with my family. We laughed. We cried. We cheated while playing the wii.

I come to you today from the Syracuse USO where I am sitting and waiting for the hub man to get off work and cone get me. The people here are super nice, and the chairs are super comfy. it has made this last hour and a half a whole lot better. I sat next to it on the hard airport bench while I summoned the courage to ask if I could sit in there. Well I had a plan. I watched the people and picked the nicest looking one and asked them. Upon entering I was offered food and drinks. Yep what could be better then being curled up with a good book? Nothing. Well maybe all that and at home instead of the airport. Anywho I for see a nap int near future. Just about all the other people here are asleep (they are headed to basic today).