Empty Apartment

I am getting ready to leave Tampa, a.k.a. "The Armpit of America," and move to Baton Rouge. The process has been long and frustrating. I have to be out of my apartment in Tampa on the 31st, but have to stay and teach through the 6th. During the interim I will be relying on the kindness and couches of strangers. Actually, friends. But I needed to get the majority of my shit out before the 31st. So I have spent the past week or two slowly packing up boxes and last night my two lovely friends, Ben and Sarah, drove here from Baton Rouge, packed up a U-haul truck with the assistance of muscle man Pippin and myself, and left this morning to drive it all back and unload it in my new place. They are amazing people.

Now I have embarked on what I am referring to as "Urban Indoor Camping Trip 2007". I have an air mattress, my laptop, some clothes, a pan and a few dishes, and Misha. I am slowly going crazy sitting on the bare floor inventing ways to entertain myself. Here is a picture of Ben and Sarah last night on the first night of my camping trip.

And here is a picture of Misha enjoying the bare cupboards as I packed the rest of the kitchen.