helped my friend K move today. was quite a show. her brother is an expert at packing things into a moving van, and was able to spacially place every piece of furniture and box that needed to move. it was quite a sight. then when we got to her house, we even unpacked her. her kitchen, loads of things. a full service move if i may say so. my friends M&D were like "HEY! we're still not unpacked!!!"

K's boyfriend was not so helpful today. he wasnt really even part of the move, since he was trying to finish painting and a major closet thing at the house. but, he wasnt able to finish the closet remodel since the plans that K made up just didnt work. and then something happened where she managed to piss him off bigtime. but she was like "fuck him. i dont care." i was amused. its such a strange relationship they have. our friend S believes that K should just find herself someone else. its a long story.

sometime this weekend i started wondering if the fog i sometimes feel i'm in is now part of me. i'm not sure.