So I haven't talked enough about it here, but I'm frantically packing up my apartment into boxes, sorting through the stuff I own, in preparation for the big move into storage, and across the country.

That's right: As those of you who take notice of the 'Look Ahead' calendar on the left, Ammy and I are starting the drive out to Pittsburgh this Saturday. The big furniture move will be happening on Thursday, and I should have everything in boxes by EOD Wednesday.

I still have some important errands to run though, and I've consolodated several of them into one sojourn to the South Bay today. I'm meeting up for a last huzzah with ex-co-workers at Yahoo, I need to get my transcript for the Spanish class I took at De Anza last quarter, so that I might deliver it by hand to the College of Letters and Science here in Berkeley, and finally (ahem) graduate, before I start in on that Masters degree, I have to go to Fry's and fulfil a shopping list that includes, among other things, a spindle or two of CD-Rs to back up my system, and a car power adapter for my Powerbook... And I'm going for a last indulgence: An hour massage at Watercourse Way.

Something tells me that they don't have as many (if any) nice, quality spas in Pittsburgh. As a lifelong Californian, I realize that there some customs to which I've become accustomed, a few civilities that I'll have to forgo in my new town. At any rate, I've had a lot of stress, and can look forward to a lot more in the coming week, so hitting the body's big reset switch sounds like just the thing for a Monday morning, when most everyone I know is off at work.

Anyhow, I've got to jam. This is an appointment I'd rather not be late for, or even stress about while arriving on time through Bay Area traffic.

Ammy and I are doing final trip planning tonight, so I'd imagine that both of us will be posting our itinerary up on the sites some time tomorrow. Don't worry, with two people, one gets to drive while the other photogs and blogs, and 'data port' is just as important as 'swimming pool' when searching for all the finest three-star Best Westerns that Montana has to offer.

If I have to leave so many people behind, the least I can do is take you guys with me on the trip out there!

Happy Monday, y'all!