My movers rocked. They were so incredibly wonderfully awesome. Two guys, two hours, less than two hundred bucks. In the beginning of the storm of biblical proportions, no less.
And so it came to pass that after an Egg McMuffin and a nice, hot shower, I curled up for just a little while and fell asleep while listening to the rain.
Now I’m attempting some work, at work. (Five-minute commutes also rock.) Tonight, I pick up Zen, the G4, and the coffeemaker, and then things get interesting.
Thanks, everyone, for the good-moving-vibes. They worked!