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billy joel: movin’ out

a last minute substitute for the song i wanted to put here, which i refer to in this entry, which itunes will not let me convert, because it is stupid. 

I MOVED!

i’ve spent the past few weeks packing, and then my wonderful parents came up and helped me finish it up, and then they watched the movers i hired take everything from my dear old kingswood (RIP) to my new place, and then they helped me unpack and my dad hung my cakes picture (!!!!) and changed all of my lightbulbs so that i am now “more energy efficient” and my mom put down contact paper in my kitchen cabinets and then i bought them ice cream cos we can WALK TO AMY’S ICE CREAM and also a zillion other places like foodhead and zen and the gas station has an INCREDIBLE WINE SELECTION and the pizza place next door is tasty and this morning

I RODE MY BIKE TO WORK!!!!!

IT WAS AWESOME. just like when my mom let me ride my bike without an adult present and i rode with my sweetbay lane friends over to the cement foundation of the old sugar factory and we hung out on the concrete slab cos we were TOTALLY OLD AND COOL.

and after i go to the gym, i will BIKE BACK HOME!

and tonight i’ll probably BIKE DOWNTOWN!

if it rains, i have a poncho. even.

it was hard to say good-bye to kingswood, actually. i’ve lived there for three years, and my neighbors have been so nice and weird. my next door neighbor, gene, is actually like a guardian angel. he’s my morgan freeman. but it turns out that he WORKS IN THE BUILDING NEXT DOOR TO MY NEW PLACE!!! like i said, guardian angel. i feel better just knowing he’s close by. wonder if maybe he will still water my plants sometimes? and remember spencer, the neighbor who bought me a shot of jameson for my birthday and then had to go pick up his kids?

he gave me his card, so i’m gonna email him and get on the mailing list for all of the bands he’s in so i can go to shows and drink jameson with him.

so even though i had to walk away from a lot of memories stored up in those walls, i won’t have to say good-bye to kingswood completely. i hate saying good-bye.

i’ll miss the sound of the train, too. when i woke up this morning, it was just so… quiet. my disorientation (read: hitting my shin on two boxes while en route to the bathroom) made it all sink in, like, the kingswood chapter of my life is over. and man, was it a doozy of a chapter!

but that’s life, and while driving to my new place yesterday (to see it for the first time after the movers deposited my stuff), GUESS WHAT SONG CAME ON THE RADIO.

if you guessed “life is a highway” by tom cochrane, you obviously are mr. 152 insights into my soul pants!!!!!

CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? IT WAS PERFECT! i mean, it was like tom cochrane was SPEAKING TO ME.

There ain’t no load that I can’t hold
Road so rough this I know
I’ll be there when the light comes in
Just tell ‘em we’re survivors

tom, you are so right. WE ARE SURVIVORS! I WILL SURVIVE IN MY NEW PLACE!

This is the road and these are the hands
From Mozambique to those Memphis nights
The khyber Pass to Vancouver’s lights

well, i actually didn’t move to vancouver or a different city. i’m still in austin, so… but yeah, i get what you’re trying to say. i get where you’re coming from! these are the HANDS! THE HANDS THAT PACKED UP MY LIFE AND MOVED IT!

so i love my new place and the ceilings are hiiiiiigh and there are lots of kitties that greet me in the morning, just like before, and one even snuck into my home even though there are no cats allowed in my apartment cos um, hello, cat hair? “oh hai! no you canz not haf mai home, kittah!” i washed my hands after i picked it up and moved it, so that’s ok.

i’ve got my guestbook out and ready to record this New Chapter of My Life, so come on over and sign it. my apartment was even officially christened last night when i opened a tiny bottle of rose champers (thanks, matt) and drank it threw a straw while unpacking picture frames (obvs, that is what i would unpack first).

COME VISIT! WE CAN WALK TO THE PARTY BARN!*

*i am not kidding.

LINKS

if you like the princess bride (i mean, if you’re a living, breathing human being), check out what’s happened to the cast of the film now that it’s been TWENTY YEARS (unbeliebs). i think the dredd pirate roberts might want to tell the castle kitchen staff to cut down on the carbs.

corey on corey action!!! for real!!! ok, actually, i got really excited when i read about it, but then i watched it and realized that i haven’t cared about the coreys since i hit puberty.

i didn’t see the aqua teen hunger force movie, but i wish theaters (excepting the alamo, obvs) would substitute this for “the twenty.”

i guess if i ever want to take a trend from a year ago and repackage it as a funny commercial, i should start drinking carlsberg beer.

speaking of commercials, here are the seven nominated for an emmy. wait, you can get an emmy for a commercial? are you serious? gah. award shows are so DUMB.