packing

is progressing with surprising alacrity, although i have an insuppressible sense of foreboding that i have only scratched the surface.

in other news, i have a lot of books.

an awful lot of books. might have to get more boxes :/

coconut filth slabs coated in cheap tasting milk chocolate

741 minutes, 34 pens, 37 lighters, 64 pounds and 56 pence later... i find myself left with only the move itself left :]

this calls for less haste

*bounce*