I'm a big kid now.

Currently listening to: an interview with Charlie Boswell on the autism effect of technology in artistry.

Well I'm finally moved in.

It took a while. And there was some frustration.

But it happened.

I spent my first night there last night and didn't really see any difference from what I normally feel. It didn't seem like I was spending the night at a friends house. It didn't seem like a big deal. It just kind of seemed like I was home.

I had expected at least a sense of accomplishment, however I just felt like it was the logical next step, not neccessarily forward, just in some direction.

I'm excited, I'm fairly certain I can live away from my family responsibly and I think my parents will be surprised about how little trouble I get into.

I'll put some pictures of the finished house up in the next day or two, and maybe a video tour.

good shit.