I never feel like posting on here anymore, because I feel like someone has hit the pause button on my life. I haven't recovered my room from the girl I sublet it too, and my status as a homeless person makes my life feel very stagnant.
There have been a few notable events that have happened. I did watch Meredith give birth a few weeks back. My thoughts on that were that first, the epidural didn't look nearly as bad as all the husbands make it sound. I mean sure it's a big needle, but they shove it in there so fast that it's not such a big deal. Second, it's all very surreal how we're all just standing around and the next thing you know there's a baby in the room. It's not like I wasn't expecting it, but for some reason it still took me by surprise.
Okay, maybe there's just been one notable event. I have spent a fair amount of time moving boxes around as the turtle and I shuffle from one friend's home to the other. We're nomads, but Thursday I get to reclaim my room, and get settled back into my permanent residence. Then I will begin the task of figuring out how to set up some sort of suitable housing arrangements for the turtle that won't make my room remind people of the reptile house at the zoo.
Maybe when I get my room back I'll feel like posting again.
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