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eccentric_hat and I moved into our new apartment Saturday afternoon. Dad drove me and about half of my things down from Fairfield, and then helped us haul everything up to the fourth floor apartment. (That's love.) We did a grocery run, bought a shower curtain, copied keys, and had mattresses delivered. It's way exciting to have my own bed again -- not only my very own place to sleep, but a nobody-else-has-slept-in-it-ever bed.

For the time being, our only other real furniture consists of two tall folding chairs from Ikea. We cleverly stacked two big plastic Rubbermaid tubs to make a "table". I won't lie: it's pretty damn classy. Eventually, there will be a rug and a futon and a real table and chairs.

This afternoon I had a laser beam fired into my right eye. How was your day?

( Truly, it was not as fun as you might think. )

Again, I'll end with good news: I got to stop by the middle school at the end of the day, and briefly saw my beloved seventh-grade english teacher Mrs. P. That was worth the trip to Columbus. Also, Mom took me out for pity ice cream afterwards and, like any five-year-old, I felt a little better.