Painting…sucks :(
I’ve spent the past 2 days repainting my room in preparation for my escape to California and man, does it suck pretty hardcore. I remember now that it sucked pretty bad painting the room in the first place and it sucks just as bad having to paint it back. The worst part is that I’ll most likely have to repaint the living room and A’s room, but oh well, what the fuck else do I have to do? I am about 88% packed, I think all I have left is my computer, stereo equipment and leftover clothes.
I’m glad J agreed to buy the motorcycle because that way it still kinda stays “in the family,” so I can still ride it!!! Last week I finally got around to replacing the battery (which had been dead since the end of August when I got back from California) and riding the bike around to get gas reminded me how much I love to ride it. It really is like riding a bicycle, I didn’t forget a thing and felt completely comfortable and natural riding.
ANYWAY (why the fuck does Klosterman capitalize this?) back to painting and seeing if I can finish in time to catch Heroes live (probably fucking not).
