Wow, what a day.
It’s been horrifically long, and I’m wicked tired.
I miss seeing the Salt Lake Temple every time I walked outside, I using a magnetic key card to get into my apartment; I miss By a Single Thread and his freaking adorable dog.
But life moves on and I start working again tomorrow, which is barely enough time to unpack. I also see therapist tomorrow, I’m thinking his idea of taking a little break from gay culture will be nice. I’m most likely going to try it out.
I’m glad I’m closer to the mountains and that I’ll be working a lot more, I know I’ll whine about it later, but going up two and a half flights of stairs will make I’m more active.
I found ballroom dance trophies in my new apartment.
I think I’m going to go to sleep now.
About Me
- AttemptingthePath
- I’m a twenty-nothing who is trying desperately to figure out my seemingly complicated life that includes being a SSA/Homo/Gay/Whatever Mormon that has pathetically little control over my emotions. By day, I sell priestcrafts (“Have you heard of the new John Bytheway fireside on DVD?” It’s 20% off right now) to old women, who, in fact, think I’m quite endearing and buy four of said DVD. I’m going to pretend that the inverse of the previous statement isn’t necessary because I don’t think it’s any of your business what I do by night. I’ve been described as “adorable, yet offensive,” (OriginalMohomie, 2007) and “Immature.” (Master FOB, numerous occasions) I am still in love with Natalie Portman, hooded-sweatshirts, and quoting movies. And just like my last “about me”, this one is going to peter out at the end. Just … like … now.
4 comments:
I suggest using the trophies in your decor. It'll add additional flavor, then when you move on leave something with them and a note that they go with the flat.
I envy your view of the mountains. sigh...
I’m glad I’m closer to the mountains
Mountains is one of the things I don't like about Utah. Also, there are too many of them tall things - what do you call them? Trees?
I like my wide open spaces ...
Hey Snarks-
Best of luck in your new home! I hope you settle in well. I hate moving too, but fortunately your move was just about 50 miles away. I found that it is exactly (I mean EXACTLY) 2000.0 miles from my apartment in Provo to the Virginia border. Needless to say, it wasn't Google Maps that told me that.
Best of Luck!
-Caspian
Come over for the promised baby-holding some time, buddy...
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