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I'm movin' out...da-da-da-daa-daa-daa-da-da...(Billy Joel)

Current mood: drunk Category: Life
HAHAHA! What are YOU thinkin!! no, okay, so I started thinkin' 'bout a blog and the song popped in my head. We're moved out of the house..'cept for the attic and the back yard 'cuz we don't have a truck and the attic door is broken. We're gonna get it fixed now. But oh gah, it's sooo weird!! Not being there and all. And walking in and seeing someone else's stuff in place of yours. In the house a lot of my most important memories--including my babies--were made. *waah!!* I don't like growing up. And Goodness. I'm such a whiner!! But really. WHY!!! I just wish this was another situation where I could close my eyes, just wait, let someone else take care of all the hard stuff, and join in when all the smoke has cleared..... Enough of my rambling. I miss my house. I miss my mess. And I miss drinking a couple a' ritas and nobody having to know about it! If you care to know, I'll elaborate on the details later! :) haha

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