First weekend at the new non-crappy apartment!

It's so big! I feel like I'm living in a freaking magazine apartment, like the unrealistically large ones you see on sitcoms. Obviously the quality is not as good, but still, it's like a house. As we were hammering away last Saturday at 11 p.m. at night I realized, wow, this is the good life. Make noise when I like, have things quiet when I like. I was starting to forget that living in these conditions was possible.

All apartment philosiphizing aside, I would like to state the obvious. Moving is extremely hard physical labor. After all this up and down the stairs with heavy boxes I will be extremely irritated if I don't at least burn off the crepes I ate with my Grandma this weekend. Hmmph!

Coming attractions - Wednesday BS Recap returns, plus a special treat. St Paddy's day in San Diego with the whole Maghanoy clan, it promises to be an event filled with unreasonable amounts of food, quotes from Anchorman, nonsensical conversation and verbal abuse. Can't wait!