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2nd March 2010

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Relocation Overload

So, if you’ve read me for any extended period of time, you will know that I make a lot of plans I don’t follow through with.  I’m:

  • going to hair school
  • going to actual school
  • going to write more
  • going to paint more
  • going to work out more
  • going to read more
  • going to going to do everything more

And then I find out that I’m moving to San Fran.  It’s for a job that I’ve worked at for 1 month today.  A job that I’ve LOVED for 1 month today. 

Dover is on-board.  Dover is more than on-board.  I am fling out the end of the month, flying home and then driving to TN to celebrate my younger sister, Chelsea’s, 21st birthday.  I’m so overwhelmed and underwhelmed and wondering what the fuck to do next’med. 

San Francisco, here I come.