Today we moved a bunch of our stuff out since we're moving along to a new house here. We're moving into a place that will cost almost half what we're doing here, and again it's canadian dollars, so the translation is about 550 american for a decent two bedroom, one giant living room, two story house. Crazy stuff.
I counted, and just between where we live now and where we're moving, I noticed 9 different groups of people moving as well. It's a college town, and it's student season. When I allow my mind to take a step back and just watch all the people scurrying around from house to house, it boggled me. I've moved so many times in the last 2-3 years; more than a dozen. Hopefully next year or so I'll finally be in a place to settle down semi-permanently. It will be nice to have a place to actually open up my boxes and boxes of stuff that I just stick in whatever basement of wherever I live, knowing that I'll be moving in 4-6 months anyway.
After a long day of moving boxes, it was getting dark and late quickly, so we did something terrible and went to Harvey's to eat. Now in America, at least the one I went to, it was a sort-of-upscale place to eat. Slightly better than Denny's, on par with a Carrow's type deal. But here, at least this one, it was simply a fast-food place very similar to burger king. But the burger was ham-nasty. It was terrible. It reminded me of old highschool cafeteria food. See with McDonalds, at least it tastes delicious, and then afterwards you feel terrible and your bowels hate you for a day. But this one... it went straight to the bowel-hate.
Speaking of, Maryl is trying to poison me with something called psyllium fiber. I've never heard of it. Apparently, and I had no idea, but my gut is covered with crap, literally crap, hard crap, built up over years. It has been building and growing and blocking up for my entire life, and now my gut is hard - not with muscles or even fat, but with loads and loads of built-up crap. And yet I've never heard of this. But this psyllium fiber sucks it all up and scrapes the miles of intestines and clears it all out within “some” amount of time.
Though seriously, I need my built-up crap. It protects my stomach lining from harsh and terrible things like cilantro. Without it, I'll be... a husk of a man. I’ll be vulnerable. I'll be... empty.