It's Time to Party like it's 2009

Another year has come and gone, and my mother is being sent to an insane asylum tomorrow (today, technically). Next week, I'm going over to her apartment to start going through the multiple still-packed boxes from our move this past April and getting rid of any trash I may have brought with us, figuring out what things I'll never need again, and packing a few choice boxes for when I finally move my stuff into John's apartment, either after I graduate or when we're kicked out of my mom's apartment, whichever comes first.

I, personally, find my wording interesting. "My mom's apartment," "John's apartment;" I don't really consider anywhere my home. I did once: my house. We lived in that house from the time I was 4 to the time I was 19. When we had to move, I decided that I would be technically homeless until graduation. I stay in the dorms when I'm in Austin, and I stay with whomever will take me in Dallas. It's kind of a nice change, a good transition for this point in my life, to not be tied down to any one place. I feel like a wanderer, in the most romantic sense, but still with the stability of knowing that I always have somewhere to spend the night. It's kind of cool. And because of this, I've been trying to become more minimalistic, which is hard, because I'm what you might call a pack rat. But clearing through my stuff will be a good way to ring in the new year, so let's do it.

John and I are watching Two Guys from Milwaukee, a 1946 black and white comedy with a total slut of a leading female character. It's amusing enough, cute, but a pretty shallow plot. Here's the trailer:



"All in?" Wow. I'm kind of an old soul, but sometimes I feel like such a 20-year-old when presented with the past.

And now for something completely different--Talking Dogs!



I'll try to post again before the day is over, to wish y'all a Happy Old Year, but if I can't manage to get to it, Happy Old Year and HAPPY NEW YEAR!

P.S.-The movie just ended. It was pretty campy, but with a hilariously awesome last 40 seconds. If you don't plan on seeing the movie anytime soon (meh), here's the ending:



TCM was having a Bogie marathon today (yesterday), but I don't think this was part of it. This was the only part of the movie in which he appears, but it totally was worth the camp to get to it.