stoat helped me clear off my balcony yesterday, so that's one more thing done. i've got an appointment tomorrow to trade my printer for a massage from a CMT/Reiki healer. more books are packed, although a few still remain. there's almost nothing left to pack that can be packed before the last minute -- clothes, food, cookware. i need to take down my posters, and the glow in the dark stars from my bedroom. oh, and my magnetic poetry from the fridge.
if you want a couple of years' worth of Acoustic Guitar, Gig, Fortean Times, or Archaeology magazine, now is the time to say so, because i've got 'em and i'm not keeping 'em.