So, I had a lovely weekend filled with watching TV, burning CDs, and unpacking, throwing away, and repacking. I think I've tossed out around 3 or 4 trash bags full of junk so far, and I have a couple of boxes worth of stuff to try to pawn off on eBay. There's a month and a half left before I move, so at this rate I should throw out another 30 bags worth of trash or something. Or not.
On the subject of TV distorting reality, how are we supposed to buy talking to your girlfriend on a cordless phone all night, then waking up the next morning and still being on the line? I think we all know that if you start talking at around 7pm, the phone's batteries will be dead by around 5am. (And obviously there's no way battery or phone technology could have improved since I was 17, so don't go giving me your wild speculation!)
Well, my insane UPS has decided that it doesn't have a battery again, and hence is wailing, so I'm going to stop writing now. Ta-ta!