Pork is a Nice Sweet Meat

I was watching the wonderful porcine cinematic triumph commonly known as Babe last night before i fell asleep on the floor of my new apartment as i have absolutely zero furniture because i only brought whatever fit in my car across country with me, and surprisingly, a couple of couches, a bed, a desk, and a few tables don't fit inside my teal green 1996 all manual 2 door hatchback Ford Escort LX (riding on fourteens -- i'm little pimpin') forcing me to go to Target and CostCo and buy basic "starter" furniture, because the best i can figure, lofted beds and futons, a line of liquor bottles filled with hi-liter-hued water, and posters scattered on the walls around the room just scream college, and i'm desperately trying to pull away from it, but it keeps holding me back, and i know eventually i'll be able to afford decent furniture and it's actually easier for me to start buying things i like than having to worry about getting rid of old furniture, and as I lied there amidst a pile of sheets on the still-wet-from-just-being-cleaned carpets, i realized that not having furniture completely blows and i am counting the minutes until the weekend starts when i can get stuff and then all the nice ladies will want to go back to my apartment not because i made it up or anything, but because it is so.
- posted by yeah...about that... @ 5:41 PM