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moving = stressful. I am a ridiculous pack rat and have a hard time letting go of anything. Thankfully, friends and other significants have agreed to adopt some of my most cherished possessions. I'm waiting on a call from the Hebron Thrift Store driver to see if someone can come get my furniture tomorrow or Wednesday morning. Walk through with landlord Thur at 9. Need to replace blinds. Need to get rid of more shit. Need to move everything else. STRESS STRESS STRESS! I have tomorrow off though, hooray.

Dan's birthday was a week of fun, friendship, and way too many delicious but awful for my body snacks. The goal for this week: get back on the under 4000 calories a day wagon! We had a cookout for his birthday with all sorts of delicious hot dogs and burgers and fruit salad and I made red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting... mmm... it was good to bake again. Saturday we saw BASEBALL in Asheville and I'm a little ashamed to admit that I had a FUCKING BLAST (partly because of the game, partly because I got a big beer and stadium hotdog, mmmm....).

Waiting to hear from EPIK, still no word. Emailing inquiry tomorrow if nothing by then.

Happy almost June. Christ, this year is flying by.