Well, it would seem as if I’ve unloaded most of my dorm things into my room. The room itself just seems smaller somehow. I really hope it’s not, ’cause I think I brought even more this year. Maybe I’ll just have a construction team come in and move my wall over. Like in that episode of Arrested Development. My neighbor will just start wondering why their bed now seems to be blocking access to their desk and closet.

All in all, it went fairly painlessly. My car was full, as was my father’s truck. I have a lot of things. I think I had somewhere around eight Banker’s Boxes full of things, as well as a few bags. Kinda sad, really. But not in a way that would make me sad.

Went shopping for new sheets, this afternoon. Ended up with a set that I’m pretty happy about. It’s a similar set to last year, but with a bit more punch and a lot less stains. I’m determined to keep these ones nice and tidy, so that they may be used in the future.

Right now, I’m sitting in Starbucks, near the end of Spring Garden, killing time until Jonathan gets off Freshmen Torture Duty. Then we’ll do things that are fun and fancy-free. Unless we want some fun. I kinda want to see The House Bunny, because I’m oh-so-trashy. Hmm… I should check showtimes…

Ooh – it starts at 9:40! That could be perfect! Why do I want to see that movie? OK, so it essentially stars the inhabitants of the Playboy Mansion, from what I can tell. But that’s usually not enough to make me want to sit through a bad movie. I don’t know why – I just think it doesn’t look half bad. Whatever. No sense in questioning my hunches.

So, what to do for the rest of the weekend? I have some work for my Psych project that I could/should do. I wouldn’t mind maybe running into the bookstore on Sunday, to pick up my final books. I’m really hoping I didn’t forget my Neuroscience book at home, ’cause that would definitely be of the suck.

OK, enough rambling. I’m going to go read some biting Republican satire and then head back to Dal to meet Jon.