I hate fucking packing!!!! Sticking to my general M.O., I've left everything to the last minute and I've grossly underestimated the time I need to pack up all of my crap. Maybe I should just stay here instead of moving back, at least I wouldn't have to pack all this stuff. I don't think I'm even 30% done. And I'm almost out of boxes. Everything is just going to be loose in the truck. Maybe I should just throw everything out and start over again. I've always dug that minimilist ideal. But then again, I like having my stuff around me. The house right now is TRASHED. Maybe I'll just start drinking now.

Staying up talking on the phone until 4 didn't help much either. But it was good. I can't believe I am LEAVING in 4 days. What to do with my last 4 days in Atlanta. I didn't want to spend them running around frantic trying to get everything done. I should've planned this shit out better. Not working in over a month has seriously fucked up my motivation. I just need to remember the focus and not lose that. It would be really easy to lose, especially considering the city I'm moving to.

Happy Halloween! This is the first full moon halloween in 46 years, or something like that. This a very lame halloween for me. No parties, no costume, nothing. That's ok.

Life would better if I could actually get some sleep. It's been about 3 weeks now of getting no more than 3-4 hours of sleep a night. My brain is turning to slush. No one's going to want to hire someone with slush-brain.

Back to packing...