Its not the packing or unpacking, the loading, or even the unloading; its the next day when your sore as fuck and you have to go through boxes to find anything. The rearranging is kinda fun too. We drove three hours, mostly in the rain to get there. It had cleared up by time we arrived, but we had much more packing to do than we thought. It took a long fucking time, hours really. We were almost done, just a few more things left and then came the rain.

It always feels so good to get it off your chest. Whatever the it may be, it still feels wonderful. Letting things sit and stew only makes it worse. Just say what you feel when you feel it and dont let it eat you up. Advice that still to this day I have to remind myself of but doesnt make it any less true.

Why is it that ignorant, childish, bitches insist on putting their big nose where it doesnt belong? I mean really, what is the point of making a profile and not filling any of the other information out? It makes you seem small, petty, and honestly boring. It seems to me that by only putting up a picture, your searching for someone to "come after you" in one way or another: ask you how your doing, find out if your ok, and then "beg" you in one form or another to get involved if you really want to be a member. Not a good look.