packing clothes.
there is no task more daunting.
but i'm excited/nervous/terrified to drive to san diego on my own on saturday. i'm hoping all my boxes fit and i'm hoping the comet makes it alive. fingers crossed.
also, doesn't the US feel different? it feels much more positive, hopeful and happy, despite the recession, which looms over me and my every move every fucking day.
what a pleasure it is to say President Barack Obama.
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