January 25, 2009
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Yesterday I helped Jt's girlfriend move in with him. The move started at her apartment at the early hour (early for a Saturday) of 9am. My group of friends never seem to have moves that are easy or go good. This one was fine though, she didn't have a lot of stuff to move, just a bunch of big stuff. I'm not the best person to have helping move big shit since I'm not very big or strong; yet I always seem to get called upon to help. Also I'm quite the klutz. Weak and clumsy is never a good combination.
There were these 15 pound weights that were at the apartment. Being the dumbass that I am, I decided to balance them on my shoulders. One of the fell off my shoulder resulting in a rather loud thud on the floor below. Must have sucked for the people living down there.
Later I was carrying several glass window type things to the truck. I only had them a couple of inches from the sidewalk when one of them slipped out of my hand. It instantly shattered as soon as it hit the concrete. Honestly, I did not think it would break so easily but I think because it was only about 10 degrees out it made it shatter easier.
Then we were at his house moving shit in. We had a team of people who would bring stuff just inside the door and then a team of people who would take the stuff from there. I was on the inside of the house and had to carry a rather large and heavy dresser (there is a French word that starts with the letter A that these things are usually called, but I can't even begin to know how to spell it, so instead we will call it a dresser. At least, I'm pretty sure its a French word, by all means correct me if I'm wrong) into the bedroom. I swear I took no more than 2 steps before the damn heavy fuckin thing slipped out of my hands and slammed to the floor. Fortunately, it was strong enough that it did not break. After that, I only moved light stuff that was not fragile or was unbreakable.
For years I have always wondered Goodfellas or the Sopranos. I've never had to make such a difficult decision as I have never seen them both on at the same time. Well, this morning I was forced with that impossible decision. They were both on at the same time, although it was basic cable and a lot of the good shit gets cut. Still, both are still well worth watching and I love them both. A lot. Both were almost over by the time I found out that either was on. So, I went with Goodfellas.
Damn this is what I've become, writing about me dropping shit and tv?
Comments (2)
Is there such a thing as an easy move?
10 degrees! Fuck! Note to self: Stay in California. lol
Things really have changed a lot in that relationship. I am happy for you.
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