Yesterday was one of those work days when everything just piles on at once at the end of the day, on the one day I have to leave by 6:30, and the day before I go on vacation. Then I had my last improv class (sniff... I think I'll take the next level though; I really enjoyed this one. Improv at UCB, whether or not you have any interest in performing: Recommended). Then I woke up today and just started packing. Tomorrow I have my improv class show at noon, and then Dan and I'll come back and meet our man with a van to move to our new place in Greenpoint.
Packingwise, we're in okay shape. It should get done by then end of the day without too much trouble. Then on Sunday, we leave for a week in Maine with my family. I'm so, so looking forward to a vacation without any kind of obligation whatsoever. I just want to eat lobster, maybe canoe a little, and read The Power Broker. The main thing is I'm going to miss our kitties. I try not to talk about that in public, but if you saw the way they groom each other whilst in a mutual headlock, you'd understand.
I'm taking a break from packing right now to order a three-roll lunch special from Samurai. It will be $10 and include both soup AND salad. I love lunch specials.
Oh, last weekend Dan, Panicky and I went to Redford's beach estate in Connecticut for his seventh annual last-ever beach house bash. As last year... it was fun. Really fun.




So, guys, I'm off to eat my three sushi rolls, pack, do improv, move, see Funny People, and then Maine until next week. I doubt we'll have Internet there, so... see you in ten days!