Jul. 5th, 2007

roadrunnertwice: Me looking up at the camera, wearing big headphones and a striped shirt. (Vast and solemn spaces)
One benefit of moving every six months for three years1 is that you DO eventually learn a thing or two about staging your exit from a place that is about to cease to belong to you. And one of the big ones is that you do not want to be holding any high-point cards when the hand's about to end.

Well, actually I learned that by playing rummy with my mom. But it still obtains. And as such, I sold my futon today. (The futon itself's still here, but they cut me a check for $145 and took away the dismantled frame. The dude will be back for the cushy part tomorrow morning.)

I also spent a decent chunk of today taking down posters and art, and the whitespace and absences and boxes of books are starting to make me feel like a camper in this apartment, rather than a true resident.

It feels good, I think.

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1. Even if most of those were just across campus.
roadrunnertwice: Me looking up at the camera, wearing big headphones and a striped shirt. (Default)
Also, I had a very lovely 4th of July.