Jul. 1st, 2006

fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (not-fox)
Well.

Here's something:  I've never left a room this empty on the day I was moving out of it.  Just dustbunnies and a little heap of extra trash bags for the cleaners to take out when they come -- three bins' worth, in and around one bin.  :-)

I've plenty of time, so I don't have to hurry as I pack up the computer, drop off the power strips in B from Downstairs' room on my way down to the lodge to hand in my keys, and mosey over to the Green to get the 7:15 bus.

Oxfolk:  I'll miss you.  It's been a time, hasn't it?
fox: my left eye.  "ceci n'est pas une fox." (not-fox)
The bonuses just keep on coming:  flying out of Gatwick will no longer be a regular event for me.  Thank GOD.

Am in the childhood home.  Don't expect to really be able to get going with the job search until Wednesday, but we'll see.

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