Drip coffee and ham sauce.

Sooooo I have my apartment and I've had one job interview that was scary and long and enormous (two and a half hours duuuuude), and Ange and I bought the world last night. In other words, moving is going about as planned, if not slightly better. Okay, way better. I was expecting fire and pain like Chicago. I seriously have no fucking idea how we'd have gotten all this stuff if we didn't have a station wagon at our disposal. We did Ikea a couple days ago, and now I even have a real bed. Or, right now I have a mattress and a box full of frame bits. BUT THE MATTRESS IS REALLY COMFY AND OMG A REAL MATTRESS AND FUCK YOU AIR BEDS OMG.
So there's that.
And today is the day of Craigslisting and thriftstoring more furniture and maybe MAYBE actually sort of setting some shit up around here. We did a lot of the kitchen last night, but so far that's it.
Other things that I'd like to happen soon are finding some good black nail polish for my toenails now that they're getting all chipped and evilhippo isn't around to steal from, and also MAYBE POSSIBLY getting more than four hours of sleep in a night. Maybe possibly.

In other news demands: WHY WAS THE MISSING STOVE KNOB DOWN THE GARBAGE DISPOSAL?