The Move (That Hasn't Really Happened, Kinda)

Okay! It's Friday, right? Right.

I got up at seven o'clock this morning, after only, like, three hours of sleep (which is funny, because I totally went to be early, and just kinda tossed and turned...and had bad dreams...), threw the remaining clothes in my car, and hit the road for Kansas City. I only had Act II of Les Miserables, by the way...which was great, but because I missed Act I, I was so lost I felt like I was in a Where's Waldo book. I had to go back by campus and drop something off for Devon, because I stole it last year (accidentally). And as I was leaving the building, I heard something all too familiar: "The Phantom of the Opera" film was playing in one of the classrooms. It was like a big send-off. I kinda bounced to my car!

Anyway, I'm here now, in my cousin's apartment, which she's cleaning while I just sit here like a hobo in the corner on my laptop, because I don't know what belongs to who, or where to pack stuff because none of it is mine, and I'm tired of packing, since that's how I spent most of the day yesterday. I did peel a bunch of Dora the Explorer stickers off the wall, and I accidentally almost ripped of her foot, which would have permanently ended her exploring career, even though we all know she doesn't explore anything very cool.

The duplex we were thinking about renting also fell through (SURPRISE), probably because I'm jobless and don't really have a source of income, even though I can totally afford the first month's rent, no problem. So I'm living with my aunt and uncle (so is Amber, the cousin who is currently boxing her belongings) for a week or so, although hopefully only a few days, because I really really really wanna get an apartment ASAP.

Also, I have a job interview Monday, thanks to my wonderful aunt, who is a worker of miracles and extraordinary stuff, and I'm pretty sure I'll get the job, because they are actually hiring and I am actually fantastic. So yeah.