Packing Bites

Quote of the day: "It was so awesome, I flat ironed my hair! I looked like Mozart!" - Renee So we are leaving the crapartment, very soon! This is good news. The bad news is that this involves a significant amount of physical labor i.e. packing. The other bad news is that graduate studies have almost totally incapacitated Arnold. Luckily I have a secret weapon, my good friend Renee, thus named because she is freakishly strong despite her small frame. At our old work we used to call her fanglorious linebacker but she got her braces off so now I am the only snaggletooth between the two of us...

So sweet innocent Renee volunteers to come over to help me pack, a good thing because I've found out that packing well is another thing I can add to the list of things I hate/am not good at... Since I basically couldn't even fathom where to start Renee stole the opportunity to boss me around. Normally this kind of political coup would lead to disagreements, but I let her have her fun seeing as she was basically packing my kitchen for me while I stood there like an idiot trying to take part in the process by saying things like "I have a colander" "Would you like water?" Anyways the upshot is that the kitchen was miraculously totally packed in three hours and I mean "we" worked the three hours, you know if you don't count dance breaks.

Posted on February 25, 2006 and filed under Livin la Vida Loca.