tab a, slot b

something’s wrong with my camera and/or i can’t find my camera cable and/or our internet isn’t working that well and so

insert here photo of our new apartment covered in piles of furniture and boxes

insert here photo of the fifteen bruises and three gashes on my legs that i got during the eighteen hours we spent moving on saturday

insert here photo of maude curled up underneath the built-in bookshelves next to the fireplace

insert here list of things our poor neighbor might have thought was happening when he heard “go!”  [bang]  “go!”  [bang]  “go!”  [bang]  “go!”  [bang] from the stairwell at two o’clock in the morning, when what was actually happening was we were trying to move a very large computer desk up the stairs one step at a time, and it was way too heavy for me so i was gasping and sweating and on the verge of tears, crying “go!” at every step so that ryan knew when to push his end of the desk while i pulled mine, and when we finally got it all the way to the top of the stairs, i collapsed in the hallway next to the desk, shaking and panting, and that’s what the neighbor saw when he came out to shush us

insert here long list of books and cds that, as a result of our cohabitation, we now have two copies of

well, you can imagine