Sunday, July 27, 2008

Friends help you move.

Real friends help you move bodies. I can neither confirm nor deny the existence of bodies in the boxes we shleped out of Hackpoll's place on Saturday, but I do know that I am not cut out for manual labor. Seriously, it is all I can do to type this. And it's been 24 hours since I got home yesterday! I was supposed to go to a book signing last night, but I'm afraid I pooped out on the sofa before I could get ready to leave again. Fortunately, the most rigorous thing on today's agenda was a pedicure.

1 Comments:

At 7:08 AM , Blogger WineRiot said...

Oh boy. I can only... imagine... what that day was like... What I want to know, what was unearthed in that momentous move?

 

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