10 months sans furniture

I am moving in one month. Moving is not da bomb. Moving is more like da green zone. (You see how I exposed the weirdness of that "bomb" slang? Why would anyone want bombs? But I guess they do, so I will use it in the positive light that those silly teens do.)

Last week, I moved the winter coats. This week, I am moving books and DVDs. Next week, I am moving... well, not a lot. Maybe my booty, if I can convince some friends to go dancing. (Here, I used three different tenses of the root word "move." Not everyone can do that. Like, people who don't know English very well, that'd probably be hard for them.)

Anyway, I am getting rid of lots of crap cool stuff. Want any of this?
-My gray couch with lots of history and memories.
-My coffee table with some permanent marker stains that are easily covered up.
-My silvery bed futon, dreams and mattress included.
-All of my VHS's, including Star Wars and Tarzan and Big Bird in Japan.
-Some of my books, several them about being a good teacher.
-Tens of thousands of dollars of students loans that I would be happy to put in your name.
-Abraham Lincoln. Psych. Even though I am kind of mad at him for trying to tip over my Harry Potter glass RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, I still think he's all right.

Roomie gets first dibs. Y'all get second. Strangers from Craigslist get third.

The problem with my awesome life.

It is 5:00, and I have no plans. My evening is like... well, it's like the Best Buy aisle with all the blank CDs. Which blank CD package do I want? Should I just go with the cheapest? And then, cheapest per unit, or cheapest overall? How many blank CDs do I really need? Should kooky colors be a factor?

Here were some activities I have considered:
-Baking cookies. This would cause me to EAT cookies.
-Running. It's cold outside, and I don't like running.
-Perusing the book store. The book I want, The Year of Living Biblically, isn't available used anywhere. I know because I called. Oh, and it's still in hardback, and who can afford that? Only Bill Gates.
-Watching the Sex and the City movie. It's Saturday. The crowds are out on Saturday. "Get out of my face, crowds." <---This is the attitude I would have if I went the movie theater.
-Hanging out at the library. I did this Thursday, and I didn't find many awesome titles. Also, I have read everything written in English except for The Year of Living Biblically.

Here are some activities I have already pursued:
-Exchanged my mad barista skills for cash. Customers tipped well. Thanks, generous customers.
-Watched the West Wing. It was the episode where Charlie is feeling all guilty about the shooting, President Bartlet is feeling all silly about his rival getting a school board position, and they make the jokes about the Alaskan crab puffs.
-Cooked more of that pasta/pepper/garlic stuff. Delish.
-Blogged. Haha! That's what I'm doing right now!

What's next?

Things that make me all teary:

1.
(and the following 3 videos that make up his speech)

Please note the pound at :52. So. Perfect.

2. When Bob Marley sings, "Then we would cook cornmeal porridge / Of which I'll share with you," in "No Woman, No Cry."

3. About every third episode of The West Wing.

The Waldens, well, I don't know, we hear you.

"In my house, anyone who used one word when they could have used ten just isn't trying hard." -Fake President, Josiah Bartlet