
then i broke down and paid $10 so i could get the audio version of bridget jones' diary from itunes and have been listening to it while packing. it is nothing like my novel, i don't know what everyone is going on about. then i went to the new staples across the street and bought a HUGE roll of bubble wrap. but i am being SO good. i am not popping all the bubbles, instead i am using it to pack up my dishes and glasses and other breakables. but i kind of dream of lining my floor with the bubble wrap and then rolling around on it. is that weird? anyway, i am so tired. i wish i could stop packing now.
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Nah, that's not weird. I have a fantasy about being in a room filled with Styrofoam peanuts and "swimming" my way through it.
i ran up and down once on a piece of industrial-sized bubble wrap. it was in a dorm hallway. the echoing bangs were impressive, to say the least. that was a great day...and so worth being told off by an RA for.
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