Hell Week has begun. I can no longer put off moving until later, because the end is upon us. Have to get *everything* moved out by the end of the week, so pretty much every free moment that isn't spent commuting or working will be spent packing and moving boxes, or watching tze bebe while RQ does the same. Fun fun.
Speaking of which, still looking for help lifting things tonight, or a house to invade tomorrow. Let me know.
Bebe started her new day care yesterday, in Silver Spring. She seemed to like the place well enough.
*Really* need to put some quality time into making some new icons. And, oh, catching up on both Stargates and Battlestar Galactica.
News catch-up in a few. But for now:
Thrilling Two-Fisted Tales of Commuters Observed:
Mid-twenties, big guy. Looks like he used to play football in high school or maybe even college. Carrying a backpack, bright yellow badge on a cord around his neck. Knit cap. Tough guy. Sleeveless Nike muscle shirt, which showed off his large tattoo on his right shoulder. The tattoo? Yup, you guessed it...
The symbol for the artist formerly and currently known as Prince.