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April 17, 2003
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The movers came by and picked up the last of my things from my parents' place this morning. My mom told me they had all my worldly possessions packed up and out the door in about an hour. It's kind of depressing knowing that everything I own is in a truck somewhere, vulnerable to theft, accidents and acts of God. It's also depressing knowing that my stuff didn't come close to filling the truck, and so the movers will have to wait until they can fill it with other people's stuff before they can move it here.
So I'm stuck with only the week's worth of clothing I packed for myself. I guess that means I can start spending my first paycheque on a clothing shopping spree. Either that, or do laundry.