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[professor_shoe]

It seems I've had my first real taste of what it means to leave Atlanta. I said goodbye to someone tonight and while it didn't kill me, it certainly made breathing hard for awhile. It's strange how I seem to have made moving a task of papers, boxes, and check lists-- I get it. I'm the MacGuyver of moves. And I get a little wrapped up in those

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[cronodeus]

Shoe, I've looked up where you'll be working. It's far, but not that far, from where I am. I believe you have my number. If not, grab it from one of the Chris's or from any other brother before you leave. I posted my address on LJ some two months ago. I'm perfectly happy driving down to hang out -- or to pick you up from an airport. Or to help you move stuff around. I -- and my car, if you need it -- are at your service.

Seems like you and I aren't going to stop moving around, are we?

[cronodeus]

Er... enthusiasm and optimism make a liar out of me. It's pretty damn far. A weekend trip, then, but my offer still stands. Call on me if you need me.

[randyslaven]

Ms. Harris,

You are a jerk.

Sincerely,

Randy Slaven

[professor_shoe]

You know you love it.