Woke up at 500 'cuz QIP servers were whining. -No DNS, boohoo boohoo. Kicked 'em in their little heads. They shut up. Great way to begin a day of physical labor. O the details of getting connected; now that was fun. Hard to get more than 30k throughput. Takes many multiple of attempts to get that. Can't stay connected for more than 15 minutes. It's only DNS for a hospital. Heh. Ignore that? Nuh uh. Fixed, OK, J. in bed with L. Fair enough, J.'s bed after all. Sleep on couch in preparation for day of moving fun.

J. and L. wake me with various strategies. L., affection. J., hitting me in the head with a pillow. I am unmoved by either as I really want some rest. Go get bagels, yes, eating is good.

Stan wakes me inside the hour. Somehow I failed to answer the door. He got in somehow, good. He and Jim and Melanie. Alan followed shortly thereafter. Arrived with J. and L. actually if memory serves. It rarely does. So I'll make it up from what little glimmer remains. He must have driven for the bagels. I think there's a logical/temporal discrepency with that theory but I'll leave it, leave it as given.

J. had done a fine job of packing.

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