move, move, move

suggested track: "elder misanthropy" by the black dahlia murder

i leave tomorrow bright and early for seattle for a week. i'm pretty excited. i've never been to the west coast before. the past week or so i've been desperate to get out of madison. it's weird now. russell and amanda left last week, mark and lenore left the other day, travis and ann left last weekend, jake has been gone since may, dusty left a couple of weeks ago, debra has been gone for a couple of weeks as well… so most of my good friends have left. or i should say the friends i made from the begining have all moved on. it just seems strange. i've been helping people move, plus move myself for a couple of weeks now, and i'm pretty sick of it. plus, moving downstairs, may have been a poor decision. i got lazy and i feel i may have made a poor decision. it'll probably be better when i move my studio when i get back (fuck, i also have to help move erik and rachel). damn, it never ends. my new housemates seem allright, but i feel sort of old. 26 seems old. correction, i don't feel old, but saying 26 feels/seems old. it's adult, and that sucks. sure as shit is brown, i don't feel like an adult. blah. anyway, one of my hosemates, bess, is from maine, but i haven't had a chance to talk to her really. i'm not sure where tony is from, i haven't talked to him much either. or neil, who is a german exchange student and is about 6′ 8″. i don't know where i'm going with this. i'm rambling.