Ow.
I'm sore. One full day of moving boxes, was so tired I forgot to eat dinner (aside from two pieces of birthday cake, which was nice). Today was spent running around (how do you put 100 miles on a car in one day when the main road is 25 miles long?) grabbing various stuff and carrying it up stairs again. For 12 hours. I'm really really tired. And I'm cooking spaghetti. Sometime this week I'm going to eat a giant steak and get a massage. I hope. Cause I'll more than likely be too tired to do either.