It's Moving Time
Hi. My name is Rachael. I am officially the worst packer ever.
I'm sitting in my now naked apartment, surrounded by boxes that are sorta taped together, and cringing over the pile of garbage bags that had to be used when I ran out of boxes. There's still cds lying all over the place, as I am too scared to pack them away in case they crack, and Back To The Future Part II is on my TV, which will be the last thing (after my computer) that will leave this place.
Last night I opted out of Girl Talk at Mercury Lounge, instead to travel back and forth from apartment to apartment with the beginnings of my existence. It's amazing to see your whole life packed away in boxes. A lot of crap that you just can't seem to part with yet, that will travel with you from place to place, and each time you pick up and move you know you should just throw it away. But you can't. The roomie and I listened to Cold War Kids as we put up curtains and drank a bottle of wine. They provide a good soundtrack to moving, I must say.
So with this I bid a final (well almost) adieu to my lovely apartment in Brooklyn. I will miss it.
I made a mini-mix for the pack up session this morning. Enjoy.










Sounds awesome. gl
Posted by: Baz | Sunday, August 20, 2006 at 06:11 AM
Thanks for the heads up on Square Wave Punch. Alice is in heavy rotation in my life right now.
Posted by: Allen | Thursday, December 21, 2006 at 06:38 PM