moving

my dear friend and soon-to-be roommate Eli just summed up the whole moving thing very nicely, so go read this, because I'm far too exhausted to tell you about it myself today.
The only thing I will mention for now is the built-in grill that's in the little back yard, which Eli probably forgot about, since he's a vegetarian, and while the thought of roasted veggies might be nice, it's not really as exciting as, say, meat. mmm. not that I know how to barbeque or anything. (though I'm sure we'll find willing volunteers somewhere...)
apparently I'm the bee's knees, which I must say is making me blush a whole lot, but just wait until after we've been roommates a while. He may change his mind, even if we have known each other since we were fifteen. also, he thinks I can cook. sure, those two dishes? I'm great with those. I can also order Thai food like a master.
this moving thing is the best thing to happen for a long time, and it's making me very happy. to those folks who've seen my current place (and the place before that, come to think of it), you'll easily understand one of the reasons why. another reason has to do with my long standing theory that home and family can be what you make them, and need not be limited to what you started out with. and I'm really finding out what that means. it's about time.