Then... Ikea assault!
I have this apartment, you see. Or rather, I will, on Sunday. And, I am in need of some necessities. Like, oh, bookshelves. And plates. And cutlery. And a dresser. And and and.
(Yes, yes, I know. Ikea is evil. Shush.)
Then, we shall attempt to meet up with Vger for lunch, which should be interesting, as coyote and Vger are both convinced that the other is imaginary. Silly people.
Then, I shall see who I can drag back here for more of Packing Fest 2003.
Then, I shall collapse. Well, presumably after packing.