Superman 2 days earlier then expected.

The Gods love me. They must, because the powers that be have moved the Superman Returns release date up 2 days, and that's just groovy. Falls right smack dab in the middle of my vacation and that suits me just fine. I tell you what though, i can't wait to move. I really can't stand living there anymore. It's killing inside. Slowly, and with a butter knife. It's weird because before yesterday, it didn't seem real to me. But yesterday Chubby Chaser and I wanted to watch a movie and we decided to open my movie boxes that i've already moved to his place. Having all my movies with me there was fucking weird. Weird, but oh so good. I'm trying to keep my cool though. I know me, if i let all this get the better of me i'm going to end up sick and i don't want that to happen. It's hard though... It's like Christmas eve but every damn day. It's even harder because when i go to CC's place i get to sit there and stare at the ceiling and think "get the hell outta my place lady!!", i have no patience and this is killing me.