i'm on my way back to los angeles today, via boston.
my mom and i made a strawberry pie last night.
i snuggled with elliott.
my pops is cursing and swearing as he tries to locate the cable needed to upload photos from the digital camera.
i've successfully rummaged through boxes of memories, some which caused me to shudder and others which got a good laugh, and picked out a few things to bring with me for my new home in venice.
i've never committed to california before. never brought too much stuff with me. at least not the kind of stuff that i mind abandoning at a moment's notice.
i realized that i have stuff stored in 2 storage spaces in two different countries, and 4 different friend's houses around the US. well, 3 now, because some stuff was picked up yesterday by one of the people storing some of the other stuff.
the stored items range from small, portable things like photos and jewelry to larger items like antique steelcase furniture. it's gotten to the point where i don't even know how to collect these things. i would need to rent a uhaul and travel across the country (and the atlantic ocean). maybe i can work it into my next tour. the "pack your shit and go" tour. or the "collecting memories and old junk you thought you'd want so you stored it at your ex-boyfriend's mom's house" tour.
more later....got to go rent a car to drive to boston now.
and buy a bigger suitcase.