November 11, 2004 - 20:47
What realistic blood. Myspace makes me hate everyone..My dad moved out, mostly. I've been helping him move stuff into the apartment (one on hospital road, not the one downtown) for the past two days and tomorrow is the last day, as long as it doesn't rain and we can put the things that can't get wet in the back. I started moving into the sunroom tonight, wiping up dust and dragging out some small pieces of furniture and the boxes in my closet. Now the desk, dresser, and more small things (I'm not taking my bed).
Gross, my sister's boyfriend is moving in. He one of those guys normal girls date who looks like he's too stupid to speak or too lazy to put words together. Unlike my friends' boyfriends, who are either smart or on drugs, making them seem animated and talkative. Or they are animated and talkative. And he's going to be sleeping in my bed and living in my room. My old bed and room. I should probably take my bed. The couch out there is pretty small. A loveseat, not a full-length couch.
Have to go.