Clean-up

I'm waiting for clothes to dry
I'm waiting for clothes to dry
La la la-la la-la
This is a really dumb song

Tired as hell. Legs aching from moving boxes of stuff to the new place. At least it's starting to feel livable. It'll probably be a lot more livable once we get gas and cable modem in. (It's funny isn't it, what we think is "essential" for a house to feel like a home.)

Finally got my card reader back from bro-in-law, almost two months overdue, was duly annoyed in the process but I don't give a shit right now, too tired.

Whee. Are the clothes dry yet? I'd better go check. The bed demands it.