Let's see, last week we moved to our new house, after 5 months of nights and weekends worth of work. It's not all the way done, but its mostly done. Talk about a boatload of work, I'll have to post some pictures at some point. Anyway my brother's and I new room is smaller than the old one, so I built a hanging bed this weekend to make more room. It's pretty sweet.
I don't know why, but every time I get a haircut, it's interesting experience. This last week I was getting a long overdue haircut. I didn't think it was that bad, but I was informed by the "stylist" (I think), that I looked like a conehead and I had rat ears. I'm not the best with compliments, but I pretty neither of those work. I also wonder how old I'll be before they quit asking me what grade I'm in and where I am going to go to college.