Moving Towards Disaster

I’m having visions of my Moving Day, and I keep seeing a bunch of people standing in my apartment surrounded by hundreds of boxes, and everyone is saying “There’s no fucking way I’m moving all this crap!”

If anyone wants to help me move, I will exchange a few hours of moving help for as much beer (or liquor or pop) as you can fathomably drink. We’re moving Saturday, February 5th from about 9am until the late afternoon. Please let me know if you want to help and what you want to drink afterwards. Any help appreciated! Bring your friends! I’ll liquor them up too!

Mood: Booze!