"That's what I love about Torchwood. By day, you're chasing the scum of the universe, come midnight you're the wedding fairy."

alright so update for the house: we closed yesterday so we officially own it! the packers come next tuesday and they move the stuff into the new house next friday. everything is happening pretty fast.

the house is pretty awesome and i'm looking forward to moving. i think my parents did a good job picking out a house. it's really nice although i hate the idea of living in a neighborhood, especially one i frequently get lost in. but i drove from the new house to J's yesterday and it took like 5 minutes! i'll be extremely close to S, J, I, and Vi. i'll have to figure out the fastest way to get to T's. i dont think i'm necessarily any closer. but still, it will definitely cut down on driving time. so that's good.

i counted it out: 5 days left in the current house as it is. after that they'll be boxes all over the place. i'm definitely going to be sad to leave here. especially now that my room is so clean. haha. but i am looking forward to having a house that we own so we can paint the walls and think long term and stuff. although when we own a house my dad tends to get crazy with all the projects he wants to do... oh well.

anyway i still have some more work to do before we move. F and i need to clean out the bathroom closet hardcore. hopefully i have time to do that this weekend.

also, RIP Ianto Jones. i will miss you terribly. torchwood will never be the same without you.

"The 21st century is when everything changes... and Torchwood is ready"

one more hour left of work! thank god. mondays suck.

i think i'm over my massive freak out and am now handling things. so that's good. the summer semester ends on august 6th, so i can definitely stick this out for less than a month right? right. i've got this.

of course we'll see how things go later on in the semester when i'm apparently expected to read this entire freaking textbook in a very limited amount of time...

anyway the room cleaning is going well. but F keeps trying to make me look bad by saying how much work she's done to her room but it's like 1) her room needed more work anyway, it was gross 2) i have 5 years more stuff than she has and 3) i work full time and i'm taking a class so i dont have nearly as much time as she does since she's on summer break and doing nothing but socializing (which she claims takes work). whatevs. i dont really care how awesome her room looks. eventually my room in the new house will look kick ass.

so that's my life right now. thrilling stuff let me tell you.

and the 5 part torchwood mini-series aired last week so i have some tv to watch. words cannot express how much i love whoever posted them online in the best quality in the world. i... i just love that person so much.

"I can see the whole of time and space. Every single atom of your existence, and I divide them."

this week is going by painfully slow. i think all the clocks in my house are trying to tell me something about time. the power was off in my house this morning so i couldnt check my cable box for the time like i usually do. so i looked at my watch but the battery had died about an hour earlier. of course i still have an alarm clock and a cell phone that could tell me the time but that's not the point to this story. the point is, at 7:00 when i rolled out of bed this morning, the first two places i looked to tell me the time while getting ready did not work. it made me feel that time had stopped. weird feeling, especially when you're sleep deprived.

the dangers of going back to work after being in disney world i guess.

not that i really want time to go any faster because i still have a lot of work to do on my room before we move... but i'm going to complain anyway. because time never satisfies me. i will always find something bad to say about time.

i wish i was a time lord so that i could see time this way:

"People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect... but actually, from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint, it's more like a big ball of wibbly-wobbly.... timey-wimey.... stuff."

oh right, because i'm an idiot.

ok so while emailing B at work i realized i was using her as my blog. which she seemed ok with. but it sounded so much like my typical freak out blog posts that i think i should put it here and elaborate on my problems.

i dont know how i'm going to handle this online class. it seems like i really need to have my shit together for this. and at this point i really dont. the movers are coming in exactly two weeks, something i just realized 5 minutes ago when someone asked me what day and pointed it out how soon that is. so it's like... dude i'm so fucked. i work full time, i have a crapton of work to do for school (not that i can do it yet cause i dont have the book... this first assignment may be completely bs-ed, although i dont exactly know how to do that because it's on a subject i know nothing about), and i have so much work to do on my room before we can move. also, at some point i still need to see my rockaway friends... what the hell is wrong with me? thank god i dont have jury duty on top of this.

after that, i did get my book so i can start my work. i wont start freaking out about the subject matter until i actually look at the book. that is what i keep telling myself.

the reason i'm freaking out so much about the house is that this is going to be a house that we actually own for an extended period of time. "forever" is the word my mom keeps using but i know that's crap. "way longer than i'm used to" is more like it. and we stayed in picatinny for a while, but that's different cause it's not our house. we dont own it and we never acted like we did. yes, it still means a lot to me and i'm going to hate leaving it, but we've never looked at in the same way we're looking at this one. this move is supposed to be about setting up an actual home, so that means we've got a lot of work to do. i really wish i hadnt done this online class thing. or this full time job thing. i did all this to myself, i'm totally aware of that. why didn't i just walk away? oh right, because i'm an idiot.

oh and i just realized it's been a long time since i posted and i havent updated about the house. we close in exactly a week, so the current owners must have stopped being d-bags. my parents dont actually tell me things about this because i think they think i cant handle it or something. whatever, it seems like it will work out. i hope.

also, disney world was kick ass.