Well it's official...I'm living in sin. The fiance and I have finally moved in to our new place and let me just say...the sinning is great.

Never in my life did I think I would have so much stuff to move. Some friends and I worked all damned day filling up a 17' U-haul truck just from my house. Damn...shit adds up I suppose. Granted, I must have had 1000 damned books so that took up a lot of space. Oh well, the move is over and I'm friggin' glad. So. Damned. Tired.

Also, I'm sick of spending money. Friday we went and bought shit for the house. Saturday we went and bought shit for the house. Sunday we went and bought shit for the house. I think I must have layed out around ~$3,000 just this weekend. God damn...so much for buying car parts this month.

 

I don't want to move again for a long time.....in the past 6 years I've moved 8 times.....so I definitely feel your pain.

 

so who is helping me next month

 

Charles and I are.....uhh.....busy......busy washing our hair next month.....yeah......reeeeeeal busy.

 

Talk about being broke If I could only find the perfect woman to move in and pay half the bills.. lol.. Todays perfect woman would be 18 years old, size 2 jeans, 6 figure income, college degree, and a good fake ID. I am still looking.. LMAO

 

That's odd...I met a girl that exactly matches your description. In fact, I even told her about you. She was extremely interested until I mentioned that one night you weren't man enough to eat an entire ball of wasabi paste. Oh well....
:o :o

 

Ahhh...a glutton for punishment. I went the renting route and just grabbed a little town house. Thought about buying but anything I would consider living in is just too damned far from where we work. That and the fact that the sooner I move out of Florida and somewhere cold the better.