i'm fighting to control the urge to start breaking down furniture and throwing stuff that can go into the dumpster outside. can't do it til next weekend after my cousin sheila's visit for a couple of days - where the hell will we sit and such otherwise?

i. am. so. excited. about. moving!!! while jenn and i were out and about last night i got to thinking out loud how moving somewhere that you don't really want to be, it's kind of in a strange way like going to prison. i mean, you didn't kill anyone or steal a car or even spraypaint a swear on a freeway overpass, and there's no one waiting for you to drop the soap... but moving back to california feels like getting my life back. so much has been on hold in the name of having a wonderful job that's given me some great experience. i'm just really looking forward to getting out of here, going west on a three to four day road trip, and figuring out what comes next.

and wow, last night we went to this hole in the wall bar that has karaoke almost every night of the week. jenn likened it to something you'd see in texas chainsaw massacre - it was dark, a little run-down, had angry handwritten signs up that if you weren't buyin booze you should get the hell out because you were useless... the bartender lady had almost no teeth... what was left was pointy little chunks of enamel.

there was a small group of drunk college kids there - they fell in love with us and our song choices... to prove their good will, one of em poured beer down my left leg. good times, good times. and good thing i hadn't gotten around to doing laundry just yet, you know?

jenn did rousing renditions of "9 to 5" (in honor of her last day coming up) , "moonlight at the oasis" and "i wanna be sedated". i did a wonderfully bad "thriller" (remembering much too late all those high notes i couldn't do if my life depended on it) and "on the road again", but the highlight of the night was singing "we didn't start the fire" together. we also rocked the house on "monster mash" and "beauty and the beast". oh and "dixie". which was a really slow version.

stuck around until they told us we couldn't sign up for any more songs because it was quittin time, went home, got into bed around 2, and woke up at 7 for no good reason. i really gotta stop doing that. spent some time at work photoshopping a present for a co-worker, hit the grocery store, came home and did some laundry and cleaned house. and that brings us to now. i'm tired. maybe i'll take a nap. i can't believe i'll be back at my sister's house in exactly one month. i'm gonna throw up in glee.