yup. still packing...

       hi, my name is chris, and i am a pack rat. good grief. i knew i was bad, but i didn't realize how bad until i started sifting through storage items from the last twenty years. i literally found bits of shiny paper that i no doubt saved because i thought it was pretty. THAT is why it is taking me over a month to pack. in one of my rooms i have a pile of things i'm burning stacked taller than me, made up of old papers, clothes not even worthy of goodwill (there's another pile for those that are worthy), other random detritus. and i've filled several garbage bags with things that won't burn. lots of '90s stuff in there.

       my mother dragged us out tonight to get some family photos taken. yeah, we were all excited. she even told the photographer that i was moving away, after which the photographer suggested i sit on the stool with everyone around me. i refused. i hate having my picture taken and i hate being the center of attention. no fucking way. that's why there are 32 pictures tagged of me on facebook, and half of those are random things people tagged that aren't me (tag the star wars character that fits your friends' personalities!). david knows how i feel, 'cept mirrors don't spontaneously break in response to his reflection like they do mine.

       welp, back to it. gonna try to get a little more done tonight. having lunch with toby tomorrow. looking forward to that. the move is less than a week away now. crazy.