I realize of course that after I post this, most of you will think I’m some ungrateful brat. Truth be told, I am incredibly grateful that my parents shipped my belongings. Without them I’d still be living out of a suitcase. However, I’ve got a bone to pick with them. My parents tried to find the cheapest and easiest way to get my things to me. Freight seemed like a good solution. However, when everything you own arrives in thousands of tiny broken pieces, it looks less and less like a good idea and more and more like a really fucking stupid plan. This is of course what happened. I don’t particularly blame the freight company however because the way in which it was packed most certainly contributed to the destruction of untold numbers of items. Basically, they threw the shit in the truck. There were loose CDs, books flying around, my guitar, all without boxes or any sort of packing material. Most upsetting to find was my collection of college work torn to shreds. Prints ripped in half from the weight of things on top of them. I’d also like to know exactly why they felt compelled to ship not only my personal belongings of recent use but everything I’ve ever owned. There was, and I kid you not, a box marked “Matt’s elementary school stuff”. Now, call me crazy, but old copies of Hardy Boy books and a few old teddy bears were probably something that could have stayed in storage. What’s actually odd is that I didn’t get “all” of that stuff. Things like my Nintendo, snes, Atari, my record (vinyl) collection, etc, were not included. Those would be things I might actually be pleased to open a box and find.

So, all in all, it’s rather frustrating. I can’t really be mad at the shipping company because of the way it was packed and the fact that it is, well, freight. I also can’t really be mad at my parents since they did actually ship it to me. But, what I’m left with is an apartment full of semi-broken stuff. Great.

At least the computer made it down. That baby is my priority for tomorrow. That at least was packed well… of course they used my $200 leather jacket to wrap around it as packing material. Again, mixed emotions. Computer being in one piece is good, leather jacket being ruined is bad.

Do they offer courses in Common Sense and Basic Reasoning at colleges? They should.

So, last night I unpacked. Rather unsuccessfully but what else is new. I managed to separate all the boxes into “important and worth unpacking” and “these are so old, just put them in the closet now”. Guess what there was a lot more of. Yup, worthless crap. Oh, and did I mention that they forgot my TV? Yeah. Not in the boxes. Nice huh? Now I’m in the market for both a TV and a Tivo. I’m planning on unpacking more tomorrow and Monday. Tonight we have a wedding.

Like every Saturday, I have a wedding to shoot. This one is a big one, 400+ guest, giant reception at “The Crystal Ballroom” (some upscale wannabe resort thing). It’s scheduled to go until midnight, which of course means I won’t get home until 1:30am. Then, tomorrow, we have another wedding, this time a smaller one. Luckily it’ll wrap up around 4:00pm. At which point I’ll either go home and pass out or unpack some more. That would all depend on the all important “caffeine factor”. So, that’s what I’m doing this weekend.

I’m actually supposed to be packing up equipment for this evening, so I should probably go.

Matt out.