Enter: Narrator

I want to tell you a story about two girls... Well only one of them was ever confirmed, the other was possibly a squirrel. There were rumors.

... Anyway, these girls through the hardships of their respective childhoods were forced apart and sent to far-flung, opposite ends of the world. How would they survive? Well hand me that hootenanny and I'll tell you the story.

Monday, August 31, 2009

Moving

I would say that this move has been an emotional rollercoaster, but it's more like an emotional log ride. At first it's exciting to get in the log and you have that "here we go!" feeling. Then as you get closer and closer to the big drop, you feel a mixture of excitement and fear. At the top of the drop, you're like, "holy shit, it's steeper than I thought!" Then you drop. It's a little surreal and rather unsettling as you are blasted in the face with water. At the bottom, you are left feeling jolted and soaking. The only part of this metaphor that doesn't translate to the move is the part where, reflecting on the entire process and particularly the climax of the ride, you say, "Let's do that again!"

No thanks.

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