Summer Lovin'

not really. i had my last service at st. mark's today. we are now officially dismissed for summer. i can't believe i'm not going to see everyone for three months! i'm kind of sad. i got paid though, which is cool. that's all i wanted to say i guess. now i'm going to go read Dune until my eyeballs fall out.

My Dad's Garage = Our Third Attic? Or- Mad Props To My Bro For Getting My Dresser Down Three Flights Of Stairs

i'm back after spending all day in the city with kirby hauling my stuff out of my third floor apartment (no elevator thank you very much), and now it's piled in my dad's garage. kirby hasn't unpacked any of his stuff from school either so it's a little full at the moment. i have to clean my room and get rid of a bunch of stuff before i can move my furniture back upstairs to where it's supposed to be. the question is- how did i acquire more stuff in my bedroom at home while i was living in the city all year? how? and how could i possibly fit as much crap as i did into my 8'x7' bedroom in my apartment? i swear the amount of junk that is now accumulating dust in my garage nearly outstrips the amount of stuff sitting in boxes on my bedroom floor. I think I might have a yard sale.