Weblog Entry - 08/30/2003: "I'm getting out of here tomorrow."

I remember a long long time ago aurikan posted on frad.org "ok im leaving now"

fucking nostalgia

Last time in this house ill be posting anything on this comp. Tomorrow after everything else is out, I'm going to unplug and drag it over to the new house. When our neighbors moved, it was pretty much just me helping them, but we had a pretty fair sized group come out to help us. A Mormon friend of my brother's brought a truck, which helped a LOT. Boyo came and helped me out for a good 5 hours, still in his work uniform, which I thought was cool. an 11 year old neighborhood kid came out and helped us all day, which I thought kicked ass. My own brother didn't do as much work as he did. With any luck, we'll find a way to get my furniture out (I didn't let the mormon do it; I didn't want him to freak out and damn me to hell or something when he saw my room) and then we're free.
I'm probably going to be offline for a few weeks, maybe a month. Every dime we have is going to bills. Except tonight, I paid boyo in pepsi, gas money and a burger for helping out. With any luck he can make it here tomorrow and help some more, cause I simply don't have the energy or strength to move any more furniture. I fucked up my back moving boxes this morning. Feels light at first, until you try walking it 250 feet or so. I damn near collapsed once. Lily, one of the neighbors moving, told me she'd give me a camera to put her bed together. I went with here to her new house on gay drive, put it together, watched monty python for an hour, and went back home. Worked for another 30 mins or so when all of a sudden ray comes in. We get a lot of shit transferred. Go out, got a burger, got a picture of the gay drive sign, and went home to do more stuff.

I think all of this extreme work has fucking killed me.

It hurts to move.

I'm not even supposed to, cause of the whole disability thing, but christ, if I don't, no one else will.

My sisters moved their own shit, and didnt concern themselves with anything else.

My brother did nothing except throw a child barrier at me.

Everybody keeps telling me to lie down and take a rest.

But I can't.

Hopefully it gets better now.