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.)