We are in Cold Utopia. The move was bad in so very many different ways. The apartment is fine, except I hate it, because I hate moving. Dr. S unpacks while I lay on the couch. Also, we have no phone or internet for a week because of a moment of illiteracy on my part. I am at the library. I do not like it. I will hit the next person who suggests that actually I may want to live here for the rest of my life. I don't want to be in SnootyTown, and I don't want to be here.
Thus ends today's lesson in misery.
