I Don't Think You Can Handle This

Where did the weekend go? All I remember is a frenzy of moving - unpacked boxes, bed frames, bruised shins, suitcases, Lysol Wipes and laundry baskets. Oh, and a haircut. Oy.

Monday has descended upon me like a giant fist, squashing me into the ground like a cartoon character as I try to frantically waddle to safety. Dramatic? I'd say so. I've got so much work to do before month end (tomorrow) that it seems a little hopeless. Yet, I perservere.

I finally announced the first meeting of "Every Avenue" - Thursday, Oct 9th. Wow. I started thinking of holding a youth prayer/worship night back in Ireland and now it's actually coming to fruition. So scary and so exciting. And so much responsibility.

I'm trying so hard to plan a road trip to Medicine Hat before it snows - the girls are desperate to go but getting us all together and co-ordinated is quite the chore. We'll see how it goes but I've got a pregnant sister to visit! Becks, I'm on my way!
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I Can Feel You Breathe

My laptop arrives today. I know you don't care, but I so do. I also managed to set up the wireless internet in our house (despite the doubts of certain co-workers who thought I'd never manage it) so as soon as I get the laptop all configured and stuff, I'll totally have the ability to use it at home. Why am I determined to give you all these details? Lord knows.

I'm also chopping my hair off tonight. I made an appointment on a whim and have decided to cut about 4 inches off and layer it. You also don't care about this. But it's okay. These are the details of my life. Deal.

Oh Lord in heaven! My laptop arrived while I was writing this post. It's so beautiful. Next time I update, it'll be from my gorgeous new laptop. Oh relax - I know you're on the edge of your seats but just calm down.
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Move Your Body

I need to start moving. Why can't I get motivated? I think I have an irrational fear that I'll start the moving process and then lose momentum half way in and end up like those fools with one foot on the dock, one foot in the boat and a widening gap between their legs. In other words, I don't want to end up with half my stuff at the house, half still in the apartment and no energy to rectify the situation.

Muss moves out on Friday - another reason I'm in a panic to move. I can't fathom being in the apartment alone. I love my alone time, don't get me wrong - I just can't imagine all her stuff gone and me sitting in the living room alone - unable to make supper because all the dishes belong to her and she took them to Strasbourg.

Guess we'll see how it goes.
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King of Wishful Thinking

(Please excuse the terrible formatting of this post - for some reason posting a photo makes it impossible to format)
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I bought a laptop this morning. It looks exactly like the one on the left. Yes, it's purple. No I'm not gay. I've just never seen someone with a purple laptop and I'll be an individual if it KILLS me.
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University is rocking my world. I just thought you'd like to know.
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For some reason I've developed a crazy-ass habit of laughing hysterically when I commit a traffic related faux-pas. I have no idea why - it's not like I enjoy cutting people off or making them mad, but when I see the rage on their face after I've signalled my apology, it makes me CACKLE. Honestly, if you were to hear it you'd be scared because it's an evil, self-indulgent laugh. And it's hysterical. I can't stop myself once I start. How did this happen?!
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Anyways, this weekend we're helping Meredith paint her new house (the inside, not outside) and we're pretty stoked. She has promised us beer, chinese food and good times. I will be holding her to it.
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I Wish I Had A River I Could Skate Away On

I'm going laptop shopping tomorrow. I'm pretty stoked even though I know as soon as I pass through the automatic doors, the nerdy ears of the GeekSquad at FutureShop will prick up - "*sniff* Jeremy ... do you smell that?" (Jeremy sniffs the air) "Yeah dude ... smells like ... like ... inexperience ... vulnerability and ... is that ? Yeah man, I smell a sucker". They can spot me a mile away. However, I am not what they suspect - yes, I am vulnerable, inexperienced and bringing a friend who is distracted by shiny/sparkly/pink things - BUT, I am NOT "Daddy's-little-princess-walking-around-clueless-with-his-MasterCard-and-a-slight-air-of-undeserved-entitlement-and-superiority-wondering-aloud-if-they-have-any-Pink-Mac's-left-in-stock".

I may be clueless. I may be a sucker. But RICH I am not. You can't get blood from a stone, fellas. That's right, go on ahead and move on to Princess Peach while I search for something functioning under $900.

That's my strategy. I wonder how that's gonna work for me ...

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Hittin' The Books

School starts tomorrow - my first University class in ... wow, over 3 years. I am so nervous but also really really excited. It will be so fantastic to get into my head again. I am so sick of all the drama and noise that's been around me lately - I just want no part of it. I want to be in school - removed from it all - I want to have the excuse "Sorry, too much homework" whenever someone calls and wants to waste my time with problems I can't fix. Sorry, I know that sounds mean but I'm tired of being woken up at all hours with all sorts of problems. I love my friends and I will ALWAYS be there when they need me - but seriously? Sometimes I just want to shout "Can't this wait til morning?!".

Anyways ...

I'm excited. And pondering a move to Strasbourg? Today will be the day I decide ... Lord, help! This could be one very big adventure!

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