Adam finally called me from Turkalurkadurk yesterday evening and even though our call was dropped no fewer than five times, we managed to talk for almost 30 minutes! He says I will never be able to tell the internets where he is (boo!) but he assures me it smells bad (everywhere) and is hot (constantly), but he is eating well and likes his accomodations better than staying in a CONEX shipping container. As much as it sucks, I think he kind of likes playing GI Joe, kwim?
As for me, my cute little cafe table and chairs will be gone tonight, and the coffee table will be gone tomorrow, and hopefully my dresser and wardrobe will be gone by this weekend. Then I think it will really start to sink in that I am OMFGMOVING! Cause, you know, I'm still hanging around all weekend eating bon bons instead of packing or something useful. I rawk.
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