Power was already transfered yesterday and the gas is going to be turned on the 30th. It should be really wonderful when we are finally moved in. I expect none of us will wanna cook so I can see us ordering pizza or something. In the move before last I lost a lot of priceless pictures in an album that got thrown in the trash due to circumstances beyond my control. I think that was very traumatzing and is part of what makes me hate moving even more.

Though I have long since had to let go of all that I lost, it still hurts, I was just sitting here and crying over it. I have no copies of the pics I lost, which beyond losing the few I had of my real father I lost the negatives and only copies I had of the photos we'd taken when we (myself and two good friends) met three members of Def Leppard. Take a look, this is my at 19 in 1988:

http://cyber-soup.com/philcollenmeeting.jpg


That link leads to the full sized one of this smaller one.