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Moving sucks, Interwebz. This is how I feel.

whahhhh


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Screwed.

All of this packing up of the cave to move has got me thinking about donating a lot...like A LOT of my existing stuff to Salvation Army. I mean, who really needs 4 fans, two ethernet cords, 3-4 iPod chargers, and over 4 bins worth of clothing??

Apparently, me. Or so I thought before I actually had to pack up all my stuff. HA.

So, today, dear Interwebz, I am pretending that I've cleared out all of the stuff I don't need (installation CD's for printers that have long since bitten the dust, for example) and am fake shopping for mah new apartment at one of my most favoritest stores: Anthropologie.























Replace lots of old stuff with lots of new stuff--that's how it works right?

I am so screwed.

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Moving

Dearest Interwebz, as you might know I will be moving at the end of the summer. Where to you might ask? 2 floors up, obviously, Interwebz--why would I put more energy into it than that? {plus mah friend, Emily and I wanted to live togezzer}

So, I've been lazily paroosing the web/flea markets/target-boutique/ikea for nifty furniture options and things to decorate my room with (since, I will have a bigger room and therefore need more stuff to fill it).

I was on Urban Outfitter's website the other day looking at rugs, and to my surprise, I liked a few of them that weren't really too expensive (surprise, surprise!)

Heeeeeerpfully I can choose a good one and then find a bed/dresser/desk/chair.

But, you know I already have an abnormally large poster of The Beatles, Yellow Submarine, so, you know, got that covered.