Do not fear your horrific demise. ...Um.

Meme-jacking time! This one pilfered from shichahn (HAPPY BIRTHDAY! MNNRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR)

How will I die? Your Result: You will be murdered.   This doesn't guarantee pain and suffering, but it will be at the hands of another. Perhaps the vile deeds of a past life will attribute to this horrific demise. Do not fear murder. There is a rare epiphany that comes from this type of death. You will see it in the last moments.
You will die in a car accident.
You will die in a nuclear holocaust.
You will die from a terminal illness.
You will die while saving someone's life.
You will die while having sex.
You will die of boredom.
You will die in your sleep.
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Epiphany. Epiphany. "Hi, you're gonna get stabbed in the face, but you'll have an epiphany SO IT'LL BE A-OKAY!" ...Wow, quiz. That just makes it all worthwhile. I don't really know what to say.

When all our past loves have let us down

Sooooo I have my apartment and I've had one job interview that was scary and long and enormous (two and a half hours duuuuude), and Ange and I bought the world last night. In other words, moving is going about as planned, if not slightly better. Okay, way better. I was expecting fire and pain like Chicago. I seriously have no fucking idea how we'd have gotten all this stuff if we didn't have a station wagon at our disposal. We did Ikea a couple days ago, and now I even have a real bed. Or, right now I have a mattress and a box full of frame bits. BUT THE MATTRESS IS REALLY COMFY AND OMG A REAL MATTRESS AND FUCK YOU AIR BEDS OMG.
So there's that.
And today is the day of Craigslisting and thriftstoring more furniture and maybe MAYBE actually sort of setting some shit up around here. We did a lot of the kitchen last night, but so far that's it.
Other things that I'd like to happen soon are finding some good black nail polish for my toenails now that they're getting all chipped and evilhippo isn't around to steal from, and also MAYBE POSSIBLY getting more than four hours of sleep in a night. Maybe possibly.

In other news demands: WHY WAS THE MISSING STOVE KNOB DOWN THE GARBAGE DISPOSAL?