last night, it seemed as if i really did nothing more than supervise and boss all the men around, but i must have done something, because i'm all knotted up and sore with lots of new bruises... kewl.
i still have lots to be packed, but Little Sizzle & Sandy are coming today to help, so it will either go really quickly or really slowly.
Spidade, Sean-o, Matt & Jennifer (they are such adorable newlyweds), Jason, Little Sizzle, Josh the Manly and Strong, Gnarly Karlie and Ralph (who promised not to lift much but lifted everything) came to load the truck last night. i couldn't get Jason to try the barbecue pizza, musta been the engineer in him, but they all found plenty to eat anyway. they loaded up the apartment first, and when we got to the storage place, they looked at all i had and nay-sayed about getting it all in the truck. however, since i am so particular about having all the same boxes so they stack perfectly, and since Jennifer, Matt and Josh the Strong are awesome at truck-loading, it all made it into the truck, and there's still room for what's left in my apartment.
of course, the lock we were going to use on the truck wouldn't fit, so after i was completely exhausted, already in my jammies and ready for la-la land, Spidade came in and told me the lock didn't work. wah. so i, in my best white-trash impersonation, went to the Evil Empire in my yellow pj pants w/ blue moons and white clouds on them, my red Billy Joel / Elton John Face 2 Face tshirt (no bra), hiker-green flip-flops, hair on top of my head in a black clip, no makeup. i bought a lock that worked and managed to scare all the late-night walmart shoppers as an aside, yay.
slept on the futon mattress (frame's already in the truck) and fell asleep with the TV on in the background... which was just perfect, because i woke up (thinking i was dreaming again) hearing *happy sigh* Jason singing to me. he was singing The Remedy (a far cry from any of his best work, but still a fun song) on the weekend Today show or something like that. i was awake. then i actually opened my eyes when he got his Curbside Prophet on (with his live version of the 3rd verse, yay!! though the girl yelled the CD version "what's up w/ M-R-A-Z", my preference). he's so awesome live, someone take me to see him in concert.
so i'm going to finish at least one ALIAS review then get to work. stay tuned, Syd/Vaughn fans, my 3.20 rewrite is already fun, IMHO.
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