and the night falls

night falls, a literary thingee or an accurate metaphor for the darkness sometimes called the cover of night... whatever, discussions of literary technique, prioritizing and empowering stuff, food tastes, home improvements, and economy living just don't seem to be holding anyone's attention today (or mine, apparently), so onward into the night and so it is dark now, and what have we done (ah, the old summarize the major events or profound insights of the day, aye?... calling jack handey, jack handey step up to the microphone... or is that stuart smalley?... nyuk nyuk, narf)...

oh sheesh, haven't we learned the ridiculousness of overdramatic emo mood swings yet?... of course we have, but that is the human way, isn't it?... well, all rhetorical questions aside, packing continued... jackson and i grew closer (at least i think we did)... food was good... apartment inspection went ok, pending reaction from the maintenance people... sanford and i shared some more (happy to get to know the person my best friend is falling in love with)... the dogs felt cooped up in this small place with all the stacks of boxes around, but they were good... and lots more packing got done and we are about on schedule to be finished by tomorrow night...

yay for good days :)