30 days of work, and less than 30 till 30

time is beginning to fly by fast. I finally got my apartment in Chicago. And no matter which way I slice it, I think it’s going to cost me $1000 to move! GAH!… GAH, GAH! And that’s U-Haul. Like U do it U-self! I’m am not loving life at the moment. Drea had suggest that I get a furnished apartment and store my stuff. I’m beginning to think she was right.

No, check that, she was right.

And in general my mental state is all over the place. I have to pack, figure out how to move without going broke, take a trip to the west coast for a vacation, turn 30 (which will happen regardless of whether I’m ready or not) and then move.