I've been packing all day. I now have 2 boxes full of books, two "Rubbermaid" boxes of DVDs, two more "Rubbermaid" boxes of magazines and sweatshirts and I'm not quite done. I have this really weird obssession about the boxes being too heavy for the movers but my mother assures me that they are professionals that know what they are doing - it still bothers me. I'm leaving my clothes in my dresser and everything that is in my computer desk is staying in (it's just easier that way). I've taken down everything that was on my cork board and everything on my walls. Tomorrow is the last day of packing, the movers are coming in the afternoon and bringing everything to the new house. It's going to be a very hot and long day.

Yesterday I went swimming for 3 hours straight with my little brother and then spent an hour sitting in the sun drying. It was an awesome day to say the least. It's been so hot lately, I find myself just sitting in front of a fan and not moving for a long period of time. It's too hot to move.

I was watching Monkeybone, yes Monkeybone, last night and fell asleep within the first 20 minutes. I like when that happens.