I’m taking the day off to do some final packing and like most days off, I’ve managed to slip into work to add another blog entry of no importance. In the last 24 hours I have managed to sell my A.C., become $50 richer, mail my bike, go to a birthday dinner, sweat myself to sleep, do laundry, finish a book, and shop for a phone. I’m hoping I’ll be done with this packing/moving thing by the end of the day tomorrow. By then, all my stuff will have been shipped, sold, or given away and I’ll have plenty of time to sit alone in my barren apartment and bake in my apartment-converted sauna. Now if I only had a jacuzzi.