My parents are moving again. Despite the fact that they said they were never moving again, they are moving back to our old house in Irvine that we lived in when I was in Junior High/High School. Then in two years they're planning to move to Davis. So that makes two moves for the people who are never moving again. Of course, I said I was never moving again about two residences ago, so I guess it runs in the family. Moving sucks, no two ways about it.
On the bright side, I like people who move and find lots of old junk to sell when they're packing up. I especially like them if that junk contains old Pez dispensers. So far I haven't met any of those people though.
Actually I don't really want to talk about Pez right now, and I especially don't want to talk about anyone from Illinois. That's all I have to say about that.
