Sunday (today), we spent most of the day changing out the door knobs, light switches, and electrical sockets (it had those nasty ivory-colored monstrosities). Sadly, we only got through half of the switches and sockets. As we were leaving, our new neighbor had our future wall bumping pretty hard from the techno he was listening to. Techno and house should really never be listened to sober.
Next weekend is the big move. This week's gonna be hella busy.
This is a couple months old, but it's been stuck in my head all weekend since having chocolate martinis at The Abbey.
Nobody hates the chocolate!
[edit:. My roommate introduced me to Costco meatballs tonight. They're like little orgasms in my mouth.]