9:30 AM Monday morning the boyfriend and I pick up the keys to our new apartment.
Tuesday at 6 PM we rent a U-Haul and spend most of the evening piling up the desk, bookshelves, bed, couch, etc.
Wednesday at 7 we strap the dining room table to the roof of his car and pile the chairs in the backseat.
Friday at 3 PM his parents come into town for the weekend.
Oi.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.