Don't get me wrong, I *LOVE* the Washington Post. But, yesterday, one of their front page headlines, in the "Entertainment" section, was "Dunst and Gyllenhaal Split." Ok, seriously, who cares?! Please don't misunderstand, I love US Weekly as much as the next girl (unless the next girl is my friend Joely), but I think there are more interesting things going on in the world, even in the "entertainment" world, than the fact that a B list movie star whose attractiveness peaked in "Bring It On" (and who needs to learn to wear a bra) and a guy who could do much better are no longer dating.
22 July 2004
ARGH!
Moving SUCKS. I never get as little sleep as I do when we're moving. I think I make too many plans - I think we can get so much done (tape and paint 3 rooms, get rid of all of our old/unattractive clothing, pack via an intricate system of alphabetizing and color-coding) and then we end up doing what we always do - frantically throw crap into boxes as the movers walk through the door.
Although there is something exhilarating about the moving process. Leaving home (be it EVER so humble), thinking about all the things that happened while you were there. Especially this place - it was small and dark and cave-like, but it was our first place in DC, and we had such wonderful neighbors (well, 5 - the rest weren't so hot). Things have changed so much for us in the past 14 months, I don't think we're the same people that packed everything into the truck in Minnesota and headed east. Which is not a bad thing.
Although there is something exhilarating about the moving process. Leaving home (be it EVER so humble), thinking about all the things that happened while you were there. Especially this place - it was small and dark and cave-like, but it was our first place in DC, and we had such wonderful neighbors (well, 5 - the rest weren't so hot). Things have changed so much for us in the past 14 months, I don't think we're the same people that packed everything into the truck in Minnesota and headed east. Which is not a bad thing.
21 July 2004
So tired
Moving...such a hassle, so tiring. So why do we do it at least once a year? It would make sense if we were running from the law...but we're not. We are merely running from a 600 square foot condo to a two-bedroom townhouse, from trendy Dupont Circle to the tree-lined rowhouses of Capitol Hill. Still convenient, still fun, but much more of a neighborhood and less of a need to straighten my hair when I go to the Safeway. And, closer to York, Pennsylvania and my very dear Janie and her wonderful Mike!! Hey, fifteen minutes is fifteen minutes, I'll take it. Now, if only we had a car...
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