Yea, I never post here.  It’s 5 hours and 2 minutes until hops on her train to move on in with me.  These next two and a
half days will be some of the rougest of my life, I imagine.

I’m onto a new part of my life.  First college and living alone,
now my girlfriend and love of my life is moving in with me.  We’ll
have all the trials and tribulations that couples have, and we’ll work
through it.  I’ll lose the remote and she’ll hog the
computer.  I’ll sleep way too much and she’ll get upset when I
don’t get it across that I am kidding and in no way serious. 
We’ll go to parties together, we’ll stay at home and watch movies, and
we’ll hide her from the landlord.  Then we’ll get married some
time in the distant future.

I must say, being with her makes me the happiest I have ever felt, and
the thought of her moving in with me makes me incredibly happy and
horrifically worried.  I know I’ll like living with her, but will
she like living with me?  Only time will tell.