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I don't go looking for web comics. I just don't bother. But if someone links me to one, I will read the entire thing. Everything else in my life ends until I reach the current comic and then I sort of stop. And usually don't even bother to go back to it and read the new ones unless I'm linked again.

I meant to post last night and then I got home, had some wine, put Gray's Anatomy on and proceeded to go through more of the boxes in my closet. There are now piles:

• trash pile
  
• send to Goodwill pile
  
• book pile
  
• boxes of CD cases pile (My god, what does one do with all of those anyway? I've got about seven boxes of them.)
  
• to keep and store pile
  
• taking pile

So many, many piles.

Now I'm all sore and stupid feeling. So posting today. And attempting to figure out where a box fairy lives so I can jump her and jack her boxes. Stupid box fairies. Hiding all the time.

Finding Bravery

I have a problem. Aside from the "OMG, moving in a little over a week must pack up my entire life" thing. My father knows I'm moving. He does not, however, know that I'm moving in with timberwolfblues because I am a coward. Each day I have tried to work myself up to it and each day I back down, tuck my tail between my legs and scamper off. It's not that he doesn't like the boy because he does. I'm just afraid Dad would think I was making a mistake or get one of those looks or say something stupid and then I'll cry and feel horrible about myself and about everything.

Mom knows. Mom doesn't care. Hell, Mom suggested it.

The problem is telling my father.

Any suggestions? Or, um, anyone want to tell him for me?