bags of mostly water

...apparently a star trek quote-- one of the aliens commenting on us pathetic humans.

when it rains it pours in the thirsty land of my bag of mostly water. when i get really effin' thirsty, i'm not worth being around. it's all i can think about, and i might just scratch your eyes out if you get in the way. thankfully, i convinced greg to go to ken kennedy's and get me some dasani (i didn't specify, but this coke water is secretly a fave), and now i am a happy girl, having also enjoyed mint and special herb smokes while i was waiting.

before blake came home from work, i asked crm to stop by and say yellow and we got to watch my favourite clip right now-- it's a song from cky about skeletor and beastman. it's heinously funny, but not everyone agrees. does everyone agree than bam is hot?

yeah, so it was moving day for everyone but me in this house-- but i got to feel all the agony and wrath right along with them. greg's stuff was still strewn around the pad from yesterday's welcome back fry, and today em emigrated, and blake im.

so there's a hole where she used to be

and a pile where he wants to be

and fuck-- it was so messy and absurd for a while that all i could do tonight was listen to tunage and look at the walls.

but now we worked pretty much like champs and all we have is to figure out the computer sich and the couch ish and where to hang a mirror and where to put my coffee subsititutes and we're pretty much clear.

and the transition could've been worse, oh much much much (i could've had to pack shit up)and now we host a married couple: brian and meaghan move in on tues for a week prior to asia.

and then back to some sort of normalcy-- perhaps less debacherous than the last bunch o' weeks, but the longer i consider it-- not likely.