Flum and Buggery

Paperbacks are mostly away. Instead of 40-50/box, however, the hardbacks are looking to be more along the lines of 20-25/box. Dru's initial stack of boxen is vanishing fast.

I slacked last night- picked up a book to take to work in the morning, and then I had to finish the sequel before packing them away. My MacGyver fix from Netflix has dried up - I queued seasons 3-5, but I've got enough Stargate to last me through the packing. MacGyver remains a big ole ho, but Jack's more of a flirt than a ho. Must be the lack of the mullet. Mullet=ho?

And huh, Jack really does say 'for crying out loud' at least once an episode.

Shiny fannish toys aside, I'm coming to a crunch - I realized I can't do anything on Sunday - the condo association doesn't allow 'moving' on Sundays. Which, grr. I may have to come down with a cold tomorrow so I can get more packed and away.

Crank

And now I missed the shuttle and thus my yoga class. *musters the forces of crankiness* Wah! I want my yoga! How can I make it through the day without almost falling asleep in corpse pose?

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818. We're into the hardbacks now. Slogslogslog

Dru came over to give me more boxes, and he'll probably drop by tomorrow to get some of them out of here and into the pods. Then, instead of encouraging me to pack more, he gets me online into WoW to help him out with a quest. And then more quests. And then, hey, there's Nack, let's keep going.

And, of course, I need to get up and go take that Apple Whizzybang cert test in the morning. Which I keep conveniently forgetting is tomorrow, except that I paid for it, and work won't reimburse me unless I pass.