finally got moved into my new apartment. my mom (49 years old) and i moved in every piece of furniture. girlfriend had her brothers come down to help move. they were sort of expected to help mom and i bring up the tables and furniture that we (my family) let my g/f borrow, but they didn't. i was a little annoyed. mom was pissed. they (33 and 18) were watching mom and i carry a 6-person table, 2 queen mattresses, 4 dressers (3 being antiques), a ****in' huge entertainment center, and 2 desks while they were complaining about how hot it was. they got all huffy puffy when i asked if they could get my 27" tv from the old apartment, while they were there. what the ****?
c'est la vie...it's over now, and i'm digging the new place...albeit, i can't really move too much.
c'est la vie...it's over now, and i'm digging the new place...albeit, i can't really move too much.
