can't sleep, boxes will eat me. can't sleep, boxes will eat me. can't sleep,

[scarecrow_23]

Boxing of stuff continues in mediocre force today since I got halfway to work before realizing I forgot my badge (and with an hour commute I am not going back once I turn around). Most of the main room is boxed up with small forays into the bedroom and computer solarium. Still a long way to go with packing, but I am not in that big of a rush with

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[grim_shadows]

MMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm cardboard hehe

[thryn]

Heh. I miss those stickers.

(BTW, if the tossing has not been completed and any tossables are art-type stuff I did, hang onto 'em for me. You have some of the few remnants of my former creative self. ;)

[scarecrow_23]

Silly - that stuff is decidedly not in the tossing category. That said, you are certainly welcome to poke through and reclaim your echos.

Besides, I wouldn't use "formally" ;p

[thryn]

Well, so long as you're not tossing, it's yours. Well, it's yours to toss or not toss, really. But you know.

And I'm never formal, these days. Though I often feel former. Or something. I don't believe I'm making sense through my exhaustion.

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[thryn]

Incidentlly, thanks. I read that comment after a particularly unwelcome e-mail (that I absolutely set myself up to receive) and it was a nice counterpoint.