I didn't do any packing, like I was supposed to. Uh. Oops. I swear, I'm never going to remember everything if I don't start putting some of it in boxes and all now. My mom has started to give me dirty looks whenever I leave my room. That's so sad. Heh. [It's because she knows I'm in here avoiding doing what I should be doing. Which is exactly true.]
I got new tires today, finally. I've been needing them, and I'll feel better about driving back and forth from Tampa with them. Only eight days left until I move... only eighteen left before my birthday [woohoo!]. I'll finally be able to do everything. Except drink, but I don't care about that, so still, yay!
I'm probably going to be back at my dads tomorrow, which sucks so very much, but hopefully I won't be there for more than one night. ughh.
Also?
I've been reading so much fic the past couple of days, and I really really need to update the fic list, but I'm lazy so instead I'll link you to one of the many fics that will be added once I get around to it:
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So go. Read. yay.