This hell of a week, work and sickness is finally coming to an end.
Perhaps tomorrow I will actuallly move in.

The soba restarurant was a fitting reward to several days of long hours.

Did anybody else catch Mr. Izzard (outed as a wheatard) on Leno this week?

When asked what he thought about the election he answered in that classic, dirty older knowing unclish sort of way, "What [the hell] happened there?"

I wonder if my apartment has acquired silverware yet (as anthropomorphized apartments are oft to do.)