Procrastinating, yet again.

I'm supposed to leave tomorrow. For New Mexico.

I'd post a picture of the disaster that I have created in my parents' house (my room, the living room, the guest bedroom, and [as of this morning] the TV room), but I'd be better off using that time to wrestle cardboard boxes.

I'm feeling the stress, now. I guess that will make me a savvier packer. Or else, it will force me to live my Yellow Submarine action figures behind. Either way, I'll get better gas mileage if I travel light.