The details, they continue to happen.

I will be moving in on around the 20th of July. Well, moving in, or out, or with, or even without preposition, depending on your point of view. The house is gonna be on, or around, 35th and Paulina. I have not seen it yet. I do not care. I am going to be three blocks (THREE!) from Cellular Field, nee New Comiskey Park. I will be walking to ChiSox games for the entire second half of the season. I WIN!

In other news, I expect that something horrible will have to happen soon. It must, really. For every good, there is a bad. The balance of life must be maintained. Also, moving is a very boring story; but when terrible things happen, that generates great stories.

And now its time for me to skank my way back to working. HA-HA! I still listen to ska.

Oh god, shoot me. The unfunny.
- posted by Pat @ 9:48 AM