Boxes, boxes, everywhere and none of them for me.

Once someone that I used to know requested that we move our correspondences from email to postal mail because as he put it, he wanted to even out the ratio of bills to non-bills in his mailbox. We eventually lost touch, but not after many postcards and letters. It's always a pleasent surprise to find any kind of personal correspondence in the mailbox.

I'm waiting for a package of mine to come in, but it's just been bills, junk mail, and packages for Matt. I ordered some yarn and a set of knitting needles. I know it's off season and and a bit odd for a warm climate, but I've been wanting to knit. I may end up donating most of my creations to organizations such as Project Linus and Hugs for Homeless Animals towards the end of summer (assuming that I finish some projects by then).