and my heart's still mostly in Iowa City, does that make me heartless here in Ames?
Quite the question...
So, I know that I have been very quiet for the past couple of weeks... god, could I possibly have already been here in Ames for two weeks (well, on Wednesday)? I guess I can believe it, since it feels like I have been away from Iowa City for months. How can somewhere that is only about two hours and two weeks away (if you don't count last weekend that I actually spent there) feel like a lifetime away? Perception of time indeed...

"What have I been up to in the past two weeks since my last earthshattering entry?" you, my loyal followers, are asking. Well, not a whole lot, is the short answer. For a longer answer, including snapshots of events, thoughts, and feelings, read on, dear reader, read on.

The move from my dump of an apartment in IC went surprisingly smoothly and quickly. What I thought would take two days (including the final cleaning) actually only took one kind of long day. My mom came down on Tuesday under the pretense of helping me get packed up. Minimal packing took place. I was stressed out, but not horribly so, kind of school year-test not for a couple of weeks-stressed out. Wednesday, Dad and middle sister come down with flatbed to move big things. Had the apartment pretty much emptied in two hours (including some major tension between parents and much foot-dragging by me). Ate lunch. Mom and I stayed behind to clean apartment. We were going to spend the night on an airmattress and finish up the next day, but I decided that I would rather just get it done and get to Ames so that I could start unpacking. Cleaning done, to Ames about 11pm. Mom spent the night since she was just going to have to come down again the next day anyway to help move in. STRESS~!
I'm trying something new, not waiting until I feel like sitting down to type an entire long-winded entry before I post something new. So this will be the first of several installments.