The place is looking empty and I’m very excited about it. Rue and Tyler were there last night to help pack the place up, and we also spent some time relaxing. Rue brought over my new “packing buddy”, something he picked up despite that fact that we’re moving and trying to get rid of a lot of stuff. (We decided that penguins just don’t count.) So here he is, Milo the moving buddy.

A while ago when I was in the shower I thought of an idea, “Pieces of Me” and I finally got around to starting it yesterday. I’m going to include every once and a while a part of my life, past or current, in a small entry to hopefully give people the chance to get to know me. The “pieces” are going to be what you usually don’t see in just regular entries. Like, I used to swim. I like super hot showers. My favorite smell is, etc. If anyone would like to participate please feel free, and you can reference this entry if you’d like or if you’d rather not that’s fine too.

Well, tomorrow we get up early to head over and sign the lease and get the keys, and then we can start moving things over after two pm. Tomorrow is also Yule, so I’m hoping to enjoy a log on in the fireplace and a pumpkin pie to celebrate the holiday season back when it truly meant giving, love, and peace. And that’s what it means to me. And I guess we can spend it celebrating the move, and I plan to take everyone out to dinner before the 31st to celebrate too.

It’s strange to look at my apartment and think that I’m actually leaving; so much has happened this last year. We, the rascals, met (aside from Ash whom I met first) and we started hanging out quite a bit. There was our special spot. Our bike rides to Meijer at two in the morning. Fuze. Movies. Cards. Apples to Apples. Picnics. The cat and dog hospital. The celtic festivals. Swimming. (I still can’t get over the fact that Tyler jumped in before me that one day) The road trips downstate. Rue’s discovery of enjoyable music other than metal. (Shh!) Unreal Tournament. The huge ass cookies we baked. The endless amounts of pie. Playing tag in the dark. Guitar Hero. Super Puzzle Fighter Turbo. Thanksgiving dinner. The home movies. Playing in the snow (while it lasted). Fighting off parts of the past with a huge ugly stick to make way for the future. Waking up to Jei and Rue pulling all nighters. Blood, sweat, and tears. A few birthdays. (Four!)The hidden jazz music. Camping.

It’s almost been a year since Diary-X crashed, did you know that? But without it going down, I never would have actually gotten around to making my own site. Sure, I had my own personal writing and my RPG character profiles up, but as for my own daily thoughts, they’ve been floating around in cyberspace from Scribble, to Diaryland, to Diary-X, to Livejournal, and finally here. Home. And this home has grown so much too. A lot of readers followed me from D-X here, and new ones have showed up too. Three new readers from Sweden, France, and Mexico showed up in the last week.

So much has happened this year, some of it was good and some of it wasn’t so much so. I miss Mallory in the, no, our house. Kiki and Boozy have been gone for far too long already. And for the last while there it was pretty hectic but I’ll refrain from going into detail because it looks like everything is finally coming to a conclusion just in time for the New Year. There wasn’t and never will be anything wrong with people sharing their love, friendship, and understanding between each other, and that’s what we do, and finally we have the space to breathe and just be ourselves, friends made family. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. I think I’m going to get teary eyed when all six of us have to turn in our keys. I was hoping to keep mine, slip it away, and lock this chapter of my life. But maybe there is still a way.

Thanks for a wonderful year.
And of course, as always, I’ll see you tomorrow.
I plan to have photos and a video of most of our move and hopefully some of Yule and perhaps some silly New Years resolutions so stay tuned.