Aaaaagh

I was gonna pull an all-nighter last night but got crazy crazy tired so I went to bed and set my alarm to wake me up at 6:15 so I'd have time to finish packing and be ready to go when my dad wanted at 8.

7:58, I woke up. UUUGH.

Plus I forgot to put the last load from last night in the dryer. Blaaaah.

I just want to snap my fingers and be back at school and all settled in and talking to Chrissy. I deserve magic powers.

Ride, Cowboy, Ride

And so, an hour and a half behind schedule, car so full we juuuuust about have room to breathe, we head out.

And I intend to take a lovely 6-hour cramped-up-in-the-seat nap. Mmmmmm.

P-Funk

Yay, I'm here. I've been here for a while, actually, but eh.

My room is a double but it's the same size as last year's, which was a quad. Mmmmmmm space.

Roommate hasn't shown up yet. I won't get my hopes up that I don't have a roommate, partly because as soon as I go "yay, room to myself" she will walk in and partly because living alone all year will be boring as Hell.

I am NOT looking forward to unpacking. I got my computer stuff out, got the printer and the fan out, and my hanging t-shirt thinger for my closet, but...uuuugh. I just packed it all yesterday. And I have to decide where everything goes, and...blaaaaaaah.

I have the wrong usb cable for my printer. And I left my lightbulbs for my lamps in Dad's car. Oops. Radio Shack tomorrow. I might have to pick up a smallish cheapo tv, too. Maybe the roommate will have one. Maybe I won't feel like carrying it. sunomabitch will download Rockstar and send it to me if I don't have a tv, becuse he is lovely.

Mmm I can have my bed right next to my desk. AWESOMENESS.

Ok. I am going to force myself to unpack some. Wheee.

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