I wish I had a good excuse for missing last week here, and I do: the feces hit the fan. By that, I mean that I had some work to do, I helped pack the house, and I got a little lazy. If I were to put percentages on those three activities, I'd put 25%, 5%, and 275%.
It's getting really close to moving day and I can say with the utmost confidence that all of this stuff is just going to move itself. Why wouldn't it? I bought it and taken near-decent care of it, and I only think it's equitable for this stuff to now pack itself and then move itself across the street.
Is this going to happen? I don't think so. If I really could command inanimate objects around Austin, I probably wouldn't just casually mention it here on Goulash; I'd be flinging (unoccupied) dump trucks at (unoccupied) hot air balloons on Telemundo.
Anyway, I'm feeling good about summer. It's almost warm enough for me to go aquatic. (In this case, that means swim, not purchase a submarine.) That always feels like the first part of summer to me, and I think I'm just a few days ago. That also means just a few days from horrible sun burn + water moccasin attack. There is no such thing as a free lunch, I say.
Posted by Cody at April 21, 2008 9:22 PM