This being the referent for the aforementioned that, which as it turns out describes a worse experience than I had finding an apartment in New York.
I was going to head up there with a U-Haul today to move most of my crap into the place, but kind of needed someone to go with me to schlep things like my dresser and bed. You know, stuff that isn't necessarily all that heavy, but stuff that has a center of gravity that makes it almost impossible to move without two sets of hands. The first guy I was going to have come couldn't make it, and the second guy - my sister's boyfriend as a matter of fact - got clocked with a frisbee last night and is currently nursing a possible retinal detatchment, so he's not going much of anywhere, let alone a road trip. I may yet make a run to pick up the keys and whatnot, but we'll see.
In other news, I'm going to enroll in this, which I think looks amazingly cool. The best part about it is even if you don't make the grade to join the Agency proper (dang, that sounds cool) you're still licensed to work elsewhere. And I need a part-time job anyway.
Posted by ryan at August 11, 2004 07:54 AM | TrackBackMaybe you could invent a drink called the "dresser schleper."
Posted by: hugo at August 11, 2004 08:30 AMRye-Dawg! Make me a drink!
Posted by: JosiahQ at August 11, 2004 09:49 AM