I moved the rest of my shit out of the Winston yesterday. I thought I would cry or something, but I didn't feel any strange emotions about it. I mean, don't get me wrong I will miss it, but I guess I just have the frame of mind that I WILL come back to it soon enough. It's more the people that I miss already I guess...
Val, girl, you know how much I care. Remember way back before we even knew each other and I had your film reels for so long? I am really glad that I got to know you so much the past few months. You are a great neighbor and friend. I can't wait for you to come visit and meet sexy punks with me in Berlin, ride around on the U-Bahn at night for the fuck of it, and explore the city with me. It will be great. Thanks for always being there and available for talking/shmokez/and venting purposes. You rule, more than you know.
Lauren, neighbor. Sweet nayyyburrrr. I am really sad that I did not get an official goodbye with you, but how lucky are we internet fiends that we can chat online all ze time. So for that reason, I am not worried about missing you too hard because we'll probably talk to eachother quite a bit. Anyway, love you girl.
Sam. Sam. Sam. You are the best "room mate" one could ask for. Considerate, sweet, polite...wild and crazy, sometimes reckless. Keep being exactly who you are because you are a completely wonderful person who I look to for inspiration on so many things. I could go on forever but my mom is afraid of some April 1 virus and says I have to shut down the computer before midnight (paranoid...). I'll miss you Sam.
I am now finally finished packing. Smooth as buttah and got it down to two suitcases which I must tell you is an amazing feat of wonder! Bleh...tired now.
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