So, I'm selling of a buttload of stuff in preparation for my move to Pacifica. The couch that fared me well for 2 years (which I got off of ebay for $50!) is going to Mark, and I've already sold my washer dryer combo machine for a nice chunk of money. Next comes my microwave (the new place already has an over the counter machine), my 2 nightstands, and my computer desk - which is too large for my new bedroom. I've gotten an offer to trade computer desks with a guy that has a cute little workstation that may fit my new room.

Last week I put up an ad looking for moving boxes on Craigslist. A gal replied who lived in Oakland and I bopped over to her place to pick them up. Wierd thing was - she had the same last name as me! How strange is that?? I mean, my last name really isn't all that common in Korean society.. so maybe we're related somehow? Anyways, we chatted for a few minutes and that was that. "Hey, maybe we're long lost cousins or something? Well, thanks for the boxes, later." haha.

I rode Isabella for a little bit on Monday night. I started her up the muddy trail, but soon decided it was too treachorous and turned around back towards the barn. Isabella thought this was FANTASTIC and rushed down the muddy slope. Little did she know we were going to school in the arena for a bit. She found something scary to spook at numerous times near the side of the fence, and I spent most of the time circling her until she was tired of spooking and finally began listening to me. I was riding bareback and as a result my thighs are totally sore 2 days later from gripping.

I'm going to miss my friends when I move. :( Pacifica seems so far away and it makes sense for me to be there, but last night just reiterated to me how important my friends are to me and how in times of need I can always count on them as they can me. Now there is 45 minutes and a bridge between us.. poop.