After an exhuasting, rain-drenched, but unexpectedly fun day of moving your friend's stuff from one place to another, there is something very rare and wonderful and comforting about sitting in the backseat of a car with the windows down on a warm night, singing "As Cool As I Am" at the top of your lungs with three old friends who also know every word by heart. What a lovely weekend.

And now I seem to have a bit of free time (not for a good reason, but that's okay) so I'm going to get a move on and transfer myself to dotcomments, hopefully. Stay tuned.