i've really moved out. i handed over the keys and everything. no more stumbling for the hallway light switches in the dark, bizarre smells from the warehouse next door, and that guy that always yells out his window at me from across the street. no more sunsets against the smokestacks either, which will be the part i miss the most. later this week, i'm off to spend a week in a nice socialist country north of here, in a house that i haven't lived in for about 15 years, which is kind of crazy to consider. in an ideal world, while i'm there i'll save my niece from my brother while pretending to be entertained by endless digital cable, xbox, and too many car rides to go get milk.
well, at least i'll be out of nextel range.