Magdalene

It wouldn't be the worst thing to have to stick it out in the hotel until Nov. 1st. The bed is what's really killing us; "too many humps."

EeeeEEeeEeEEEeeeeEE! We've got a place to live! Wahoo! Dance, Magic, dance!

Twilight would be a lot cooler if 'Edward' was Edward James Olmos.

I think it's time to go foraging as I've done all the e-mailing 'n phone calls I can. All that's left is to check out a home with the Boy.

Darn it, #Kobo, your Vox could have been my comic book reader. Why you no support .cbr?

Just couldn't sleep last night and because I couldn't sleep I kept waking up the Boy. Feel like poo, look like poo, must be poo. Sorry babe.

Sleeeeeeeeeeep... Whyyyyyyyyy?

I'm finding #Dexter and #SonsofAnarchy to be the top shows this season. So much awesome and too few episodes.

Stuff done. Tomorrow is another day!

Today wasn't nearly as pleasant as yesterday. Phooey.

*smack smack* Funny taste in my mouth. The taste of... Nervousness and not-very-delicious canned soup.

Gasp! Going to look at a place tomorrow that sounds so perfect. Cross your fingers for us! *dances*

Now we hope 'house keeping' is consistent with their weekend cleaning schedule. As it is I should probably be sneaky like the ninja!

My boyfriend still gives me butterflies and heartfarts like a little girl with a crush. We must be doing something right. Love you sweetie.

Had a good day! Slept in, dealt with bills, went for a wonderful walk, organized the truck a bit, had a tasty dinner and now cuddles! xoxo

The air up here taste/smells/feels so clean. Cheered me up getting out of the dungeon hotel.

Ugh. I'm pretty sure this hotel ordered their bed and pillows straight from hell. Crampy crampy.

GOOOAAALLL! Alright people, the Boy and I need showers and sleep. G'night!

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fudge you drum set. This is one of the many reasons a trumpet is far superior to you.

Ugh. That is all.

Here we go folks! Time to toss random stuff in the 'misc' box, pack up the truck and head off. Life: Reset begins now!

Lying in "bed" surrounded by boxes. It's the last night in the Port Moody house - a funky ol' dump but it was home.

TOMORROW. MOVING. TO ANOTHER CITY. 78456BVOW87TV7NYDMYBBUU843N TNPBYEBGTMER9VYMBRMVDTBNDBG;MNVB DGTRIOVRDUNTYMNS8T76U8437BNMBNBP4V!!!!!!!!!!

Physio destroyed me so I had to have a really long lie down to recover. Haven't got much packing done today.