confessions of a late night procrastinator

[written while taking a break from packing.]
goodbyes stink.
packing is a daunting task.
i like philippians.
my closet is nearly void of clothing.
i am ocd about list-making.
(obviously)
i didn't realize it was so late.
i really like my header... it's happy...
so glad i took those pictures in ukraine because otherwise i wouldn't have a header.
come to think of it, i regret few of the pictures i take.
doesn't feel like i'm packing to MOVE.
i'm procrastinating now, so perhaps that's why. i'm not packing.
i want a carolina t-shirt, roll of stamps, and a good night's rest.
wish i could cry about moving but i can't decide if i'm sad or not.
i'm so glad jillian and emily helped me pack on saturday. thanks y'all!
when i get my new license (since the old was stolen), it will be my fourth
...maybe fifth.
i've only been licensed for four years.
facebook is amazing (no, i'm not on it right now).
i think i'm going to need more boxes. or less stuff.
where can i get more boxes?
i hope the next iPod i get is green.
i need sleep.
going to move the things off my bed.
so i can sleep.
goodnight.