In three weeks I'll be moved. HOORAY.

I've got my eye on two apartments right now, both of which are fantastic, and I'll probably know by the end of the week which it'll be. I am so excited! I hate the act of moving, but settling into a new place is one of the most exciting things.

And getting out of a studio and into an apartment with actual rooms will be a godsend.

So in the next couple weeks I'll be loading up my crap, once again, and pissing off the cats, once again, in preparation for a move. This time, I swear, I'm staying in one place. I'm returning to the place I never wanted to leave in the first place.

I really just want to wet myself over the prospect of having a bedroom that's not attached to the kitchen. And living room. And litterbox.

Happy days are a comin'.