free of suggestion

After three days of procrastinating, three more of half assed packing, and three trips from Fed Hill to St. Paul: I am fully moved into my new house. I love it, I have windows; three! Aha. AND SERVICE IN MY OWN ROOM, JESUS, LUXURY. I'm laying in my black hole of comfort listening to Embrace and putting off reading the last chapter of my Soc. textbook. My sister wont hand over her TV until tomorrow so I've been sewing and putting stuff up. The past couple days have been absolute shit, yesterday and today were a little cool. New Years Eve was a bust. I hate Bank of America and how many times they've failed me and stole my fucking money. Leave it to other people to make my life shitty. I'm hungry as fux.