The drama is so so soooo slow

bittersweetselene loves to refer to my love life — or rather, my lack of a love life — as a drama. She says she ships me and Quiet Boy and would hunt down the scriptwriter if there was a bad ending. That would be me.

Recently, she’s been complaining that the drama has been progressing too slowly… cause it really is. Which is also why none of us has been posting recently. I mean, there really isn’t anything to talk about when your live revolves around procrastination, getting crap done, projects, and grad school applications. #thisiswhywearesingle.

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Absolutely dreadful . . . moving that is

You might be wondering where I’ve been lurking . . . well, I’ve been facing this dreaded day for the past week or so. I absolutely hate this day every year. What day? MOVING DAY. Every year, I’ve had to do two big moves, and let me tell you, it’s a pain in the ass. Every time, I tell myself, who knew I had so much stuff? I always say that I’m going to cut down on buying or hoarding, but I honestly don’t think much has changed. Continue reading