fine whine

I'm gradually working on migrating this page from one bit of software to another, and somehow found myself reading just about every entry I've written the last year. Back when I was writing more sporadically I had some pretty good stuff. I'm not sure if it's quantity over quality or what but tonight I don't feel like being witty, sardonic or sarcastic. I don't have anything to say about rewatching Enemy of the state or packing or moving or homebuying or anything. There's probably something funny I could come up with but... nothing. I'm pulling a blank.

We're over thirty boxes moved now and we're going to make another drop tomorrow. Then, Saturday, we get the truck to take the furniture and other big stuff. After that, I get to break down my rack and pick up the stragglers. Then, no more apartment living. No more renting. Woo hoo.