relax-a-taxi

I’m
done
packing.

Well, mostly done. But we’re going to call it “done” because, well, I’m tired of it and my back is sore. And it is not merely a happy coincidence that tomorrow is Spa Day. Manicures and massages. Mmmm… massage.

And now I leave you. But not without the IM Exchange of the Day, courtesy of Mr. Paul Gutman.

Paul: will you be my friend when you come to new york?
H: Hell yes! Especially if you were handy and could hang my new coat hanger level on my wall.
Paul: ooh…I wouldn’t bet on it
H: Hrmmm. You’re replaceable then.
Paul: I was joking. I was joking! Please keep me.
H: Ok. But on a trial basis for now.

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