Firstly: today is May 15th, and that means this will no longer be my house in exactly one month. That's kind of crazy, because I've lived in this house in Hollywood for longer than I've lived anywhere else in my entire life, and my monkey has lived here since he was two years old. I have a lot of crap to get rid of, and a lot of books to pack up. People ask me all the time if my plans are on track, and I smile and say "Yep" but I have to tell you, it's starting to feel more and more like I'm dreaming, or something. Am I really moving to PRAGUE in a month?! Yep.
Secondly: remember that crush I used to have? Well, it's every bit as hopeless as it ever was (and more, since I'm not even going to be here in case hell freezes over), but it's flared up again. Only now, it's a bit worse because it's not just about the meaty deliciousness and the totally uncool hairdo, it's also about the fact that that guy is one of the fucking best. New information, which I'm not going to post here, has recently come to light that reveals him to be an incredible person. It's hard to be all retarded about the object of a crush when you've really got nothing but respect for him. Plus, he keeps hugging me. See? It's SO MUCH WORSE now. Thank god I'm moving to PRAGUE.