Digital love

I am finally moved into my new apartment. Well, it's Paul's apartment. But I am completely out of Hillcrest, and it is a big relief. I'm sitting here looking at the boxes upon boxes of my belongings, wishing I could be one of those people who could just survive on the contents of a backpack. But alas, I can't part with my mountains of material goodness.

Ted actually stayed an extra day in Bloomington to help me move, which was amazing, because I probably would have freaked out if I had to move everything myself. He's a strapping young lad, so he moved all of the big, heavy things.

I've gotten so used to watching loads of crappy cable shows, and during my stay in Paul's apartment, I won't have any TV stations-- just a DVD player. Oh man, what am I gonna do without Jeopardy, Law and Order: SVU, Sweet Sixteen, and The Simpsons? Here are some ideas I have:

• Read these books:
  Sick Puppy by Carl Hiassen,
  Dirty Havana Trilogy by Pedro Juan Gutierrez,
  Brothel by Alexa Albert,
  Thank You for Smoking by Christopher Buckley


• Play more guitar


• Teach Mr. Helen some tricks


• Study


• Work out (eeek)


• Paint pretty pictures


• Write letters (anyone wanna be penpals?)

Alrighty, I'm out of ideas for now. I haven't showered in about 3 days, so I should probably get on that. But yay! I'm moved (for now)!