Jun. 9th, 2006

fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (not-fox)
You slept ten hours last night.  You cannot possibly be tired, so kindly stop grinding your teeth.

signed,
self
fox: arctic fox:  time to hibernate (hibernate)
It is hot.  Only it's not, really, because it's about 80 degrees, 35% humidity.  AND YET.  I am sweltering.  I don't remember the last time 80 felt so miserable.
fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (not-fox)
I have a giant duffel bag under my bed, which normally holds a set of twin sheets I ought to just throw away and a twin duvet with a flannel cover that I bought from [livejournal.com profile] servalan when she left and ought to just sell.

This evening, I added my winter clothes to the duffel bag!  It is now much more full (with a corresponding increase in weight and unwieldiness), but the process of Packing Up For The Summer has begun, and that duffel bag will stay here (either under the bed exactly where it is now, or in storage somewhere else in the building).  I also cleaned and packed up my humidifier.

This does not, sadly, mean that the packing-to-go-home part of the operation will be, you know, easy.

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