lousy movers
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2003.12.29
Today the movers came and took my stuff away.
They turned up late, dropped several of my things (including my computer monitor) and generally didn't instill much confidence.
We ran around and did odd chores for the rest of the day, then I flaked at my mum's. My girlfriend is starting to freak due to my impending departure.