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well i moved this weekend.
saturday. had the help of a very kind person from the damnportlanders community. he helped move all the furniture and the pets and some clothes over in his truck in the rain. even took us to the store to get toilet paper and pizza and soda.
set up the bed. hung out. dodger wasnt feeling well. i dropped the cat on him and he was curled up all hurt. i felt bad so i took my pillow and blanket out to the living room and made a bed. he fell asleep after i left. i heard him snoring. i didnt think hed just go to sleep. i thought hed care i wasnt there. but he didnt even notice. i didnt feel right going back without him asking. i felt out of place and unwanted. i stayed out there for 3 hours. i know i make my own prisons. i know its just me being wierd. but it was really depressing and awful. he finally woke up and we fought and then we went to the bedroom and hung out and talked for hours and then slept.
sunday we organized what we had at the appartment. and i put a bunch of new stuff in the hamster cage. and then helped jess move some of his stuff in. then dean came and met us and we all went to the old appartment and packed up more stuff. then went for a second trip and took the rest and cleaned up the place. i took pix of the appartment, i know i never posted any. ill post them soon. then jess took dodger and i down to hive. it was already like 1am, but it was better than nothing. saw brenton and ilia who are having a baby today. saw a bunch of other people. danced. i was dressed up in my new dress and black wings, spinning around the dance floor smoking a clove like some dark fallen angel. i had a good time. it was october 10th already, today, my birthday. i dont smoke, but every once in a while i smoke a clove. and i still cough. went home and cuddled and talked and fell asleep.
yes today is my birthday. im 23. yay. got up, found the bus stop. realized im a few blocks from multnomah village which is a really nice area. so thats good. went to psych. went to swimming. ate lunch and returned a phone call from my dad and my brother dalton who is home for a week from the marines. talked to dodger who is hard at work putting stuff away. dont really have plans for tonight. class till 630pm. prolly go to the store and do some unpacking. feel free to call!
saturday. had the help of a very kind person from the damnportlanders community. he helped move all the furniture and the pets and some clothes over in his truck in the rain. even took us to the store to get toilet paper and pizza and soda.
set up the bed. hung out. dodger wasnt feeling well. i dropped the cat on him and he was curled up all hurt. i felt bad so i took my pillow and blanket out to the living room and made a bed. he fell asleep after i left. i heard him snoring. i didnt think hed just go to sleep. i thought hed care i wasnt there. but he didnt even notice. i didnt feel right going back without him asking. i felt out of place and unwanted. i stayed out there for 3 hours. i know i make my own prisons. i know its just me being wierd. but it was really depressing and awful. he finally woke up and we fought and then we went to the bedroom and hung out and talked for hours and then slept.
sunday we organized what we had at the appartment. and i put a bunch of new stuff in the hamster cage. and then helped jess move some of his stuff in. then dean came and met us and we all went to the old appartment and packed up more stuff. then went for a second trip and took the rest and cleaned up the place. i took pix of the appartment, i know i never posted any. ill post them soon. then jess took dodger and i down to hive. it was already like 1am, but it was better than nothing. saw brenton and ilia who are having a baby today. saw a bunch of other people. danced. i was dressed up in my new dress and black wings, spinning around the dance floor smoking a clove like some dark fallen angel. i had a good time. it was october 10th already, today, my birthday. i dont smoke, but every once in a while i smoke a clove. and i still cough. went home and cuddled and talked and fell asleep.
yes today is my birthday. im 23. yay. got up, found the bus stop. realized im a few blocks from multnomah village which is a really nice area. so thats good. went to psych. went to swimming. ate lunch and returned a phone call from my dad and my brother dalton who is home for a week from the marines. talked to dodger who is hard at work putting stuff away. dont really have plans for tonight. class till 630pm. prolly go to the store and do some unpacking. feel free to call!
