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Monday, September 26, 2005
Move In Day
I helped my buddy Adam move into his new house on Sunday and today I hurt. I am personally not big on physical labor. It's not that I think its below me, I just suck at it. Sure, I can build you a database or optimize your website, but just don't ask me to build a bookshelf. It'll collapse on your family.
The rest of my family is great at being handy and outdoorsy. I'm great at being sunburned and stepping on pointy broken things. I can't blame Gay for doing this to me; I know plenty of my fellow 'Mos who are great at building things, renovating homes, playing sports and, scariest of all, camping.
My 'rents are on vacation this week. They went to some crappy beach in some southern state. This sounds like hell to me. I couldn't relax on a beach. I'd be too worried about sunblock and getting sand in weird spots to relax and have any kind of fun. I'm only relaxed when I'm in the city when there are sirens going off and horns honking at pedestrians. This would freak my parents out. We're polar opposites. It could be that I'm just rebelling still. Whatever my parents love, I will forever loathe. Whatever they hate, I will embrace full heartedly.
But seeing as home ownership is (hopefully) just around the corner, I'm trying to get over my fear and work on becoming handy! Moving in Adam was just my first step towards manliness. Tonight, I'm going to help him put down a tile floor. That'll butch me up.
(Move In Day)
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2 Comments:
you are getting way too butch. we need to watch some sex and the city or something.
maybe i can have a fruity drink with an umbrella in it while we watch the girls...
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