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I got a raise at work. I'm now making 10 bucks an hour baby. *jumps around* It'll only last as long as there are sunny days and people picking, but I'll take it while I can.

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Ugh, does anyone want to come pack up all my crap for me? This is no fun. And my back hurts.

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So I spent my evening after work packing. And accumulated a huge pile of stuff. I figured at least two cars full. Yeah, I got all but three things in my car. And one possibly two of them I could still squeeze in. Since I don't have a passenger. Curently someone could still sit in the passenger seat baring them being under 6 feet tall. It is a thing of beauty the job I did cramming stuff into Jazz. So much so that I unpacked my camera and took pictures which I will share at a later date. Now I'm going to call annikasevn and yell at her since she said she'd be here in 10 min. half an hour ago. We still have to go to the house unload everything and then we're suposed to be going over to her friends house. At this point I think I'll just be coming home. I may not have to be to work until noon tomorrow but I had to be there at 8 today and I'm tired, and stressed, and feel a little like crying, which is a sign of how tired and stressed I am. Also if my room isn't painted by the time I'm out of work tomorrow I'm starting to unpack. The soon to be ex-roommate will be back Wen. and I don't have enough boxes to pack up everything left so the logical solution is to unpack what's already over there, because I just want this move done.