We have moved all the stuff.
That means the house in Manchester is empty,
schreibergasse and G. are on their way to New Haven, and I am eating osmalia with rosewater from Garlic 'n' Lemons, because I am recovering. The last of the packing-out this afternoon was accomplished with a minimum of attempted homicide; and then we came into Boston to meet a third-party friend for dinner and found ourselves trapped in a molasses of brake lights coming off I-93 onto Storrow Drive, then Fenway traffic and finally college move-in chaos, or else I need a good explanation for the throngs of students on Cambridge Street carrying liquor-store boxes full of random objects. It was even more tiring than moving the washing machine and the evil filing cabinet. The dinner conversation was lovely. I'm going nowhere tomorrow.
kenjari sent me this:

Does anyone know if it comes as a T-shirt? I know a lot of people who'd need one . . .
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YES!
That means the house in Manchester is empty,
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Does anyone know if it comes as a T-shirt? I know a lot of people who'd need one . . .
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YES!