well one good thing about being upset, I suppose... I just spent the last three hours packing/cleaning like a fiend. Any clothes not going with me to NY have been stuffed into my trunk (poor old-ass thing, I think this is the last move it'll survive) or are in a heap on my floor awaiting a goodwill bag to be stuffed into. much of the random bric a brack has been cleared from the bookshelf and dresser, sundart's nightstand has been cleared off and a good chunk of the crap has been emptied out of my closet. I was sort of pleased/annoyed to find a couple of missing items in there for which I'd probably been looking for at least a year.
I should sleep. but I probably won't.
I should sleep. but I probably won't.