Friday, September 13, 2013
Take a moment to stop and listen to this song. All of it. (It is crucial that you experience the whole thing. Also it's only a minute and forty seconds long).
Because the Shack Shakers have managed to take my entire personality and sum it up in a song in less than two minutes.
I'M MOVING OUT ON SUNDAY I AM SO PSYCHED.
...well, not so much for the actual moving of stuff. Harry Potter needs to get over here like now and vanish all my things to the new apartment.
Or I could do what my friend M suggested and tell the Make a Wish Foundation that I'm dying and all I've ever wanted is for John Cena to move my furniture.
I feel like I'd go straight to hell for that.
Will hopefully be meeting some kitties over the next few days. I want Harleyquinn to have a friend her own age, so she's not lonely at home alone all day. I have already named the cat and I don't even have it yet (Poison Ivy).