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Do you see this face?

(Gesticulating wildly in the direction of the nose and eyes)

This is the face of a man that slept on a bed. My Bed. In my new apartment. In Central Square.

Fucking Yay.

Rock tastic even.

I hung curtains.

First off.

Thank you so much to the people who called and showed up. CoupleingChaos and Mishak were like a Pax Industria otherwise known as “He-who-could-not-get-his-shit-together-and-pack-like-he-means-it-(pause)-jackass” packing matchine. No really they showed up and fucking rocked, cheery and smily.. but then… they always are. Thank you.

Newman and learnedax showed up, bright and early, and did what they always do. Got shit done. Oh course they gave me grief for being a goober. It’s part of their charm! But when the chips hit the fan and the panzers hits the pavement. There they are… ladles in hand ready to make a mean cheesy grit. In the immortal words of the bard, you guys are fucking RICHEOUS DUDES. Thank you.
The lovely and Talented K was their, (otherwise known as “Hieke” The German Mercenary) Who breezed in with her ever present smile and wondrous passion for life, and just made me want to hug her throughout the whole damn thing. Thank you.
In the middle of packing up the truck, I hear “What else needs to go?” I absentmindedly pointed to, the box/bag/pile of stuff in the corner, and who reaches for it. Billyfish. For those of you who don’t know Fish (or Mr. the Fish to some of you) you should. He’s fucking awesome. And not just cause he drove down from Salem to spend his Sunday moving my shit. Again. (Second time in like a year he’s done it.) and not just because if you happen to have an embarrassing problem with a fresh body that needs some assistance, and not just because he’s Loyal, and smart and has a twisted personality. Nope, you should get to know him because he’s also just a hell-of-a nice guy. Thank you.
So After the packing crew boogied, we drove the U-haul of doom and gloom to the new place, where a whole new crew was waiting for us to help us unload. Svava and M showed up, and threw boxes with a Viking passion. Hieke stayed with us the whole time. In the end, thorsbaby, lisag and anabelle all showed up and grabbed lunch with us, and Karl, T (one of my coworkers) and seirrablack all called asking if there was still work to be done, and where they could help.

My friends rock.. Like more then pop rocks and soda. They rock a lot. Thanks to everyone that showed up, helped out, stayed cheery and made this move so much nicer then it could have been.

In the end. I slept in my own bed, in an apartment that I love, with drapes on the windows, in the city of Cambridge, which is really the place I wanted to live ever since moving to Boston. I have great roommates (spitcurl provided the soap, without which I’d be much more stinky!) Hey… Universe… if I keep asking… are you just going to keep giving?