Tired

After way-too-much moving and not-nearly-enough sleeping last night, I am utterly exhausted. I need a nap badly. There's a little more work to do, but it shouldn't be too difficult, just getting little stuff (and one sizeable bar) into my third-floor apartment from the street. Hopefully it will go quickly without too much bending over. My back is killing me. No one is allowed to move for at least a month, at least if they want my help.

Why i don't have people over to my place. Ever.

For those that don't have the lovely but mean-spirited nymysys on their friend's list, here are ten more facts about me.