Since I published an unflattering photo of David yesterday, I thought I might as well show the world how lovely I look in the morning before I get a shower. I looked for an unflattering photo of Austin but I couldn't find any which I have to say, was not surprising.

In a dusty wirlwind of movers and as far as I know, no shakers....at least in Northern California, Tracey is almost completely moved out of the apartment. I think all the moving took about 10 minutes. David, Austin and I went to Cafe Trieste, where Austin walked around shaking a whole bunch of hands and patting a few knees as they were eye level for him and when we got back almost all traces of Tracey were gone. Axel the cat and her goldfish who I think is named Little Henry, are still here so I know she will be making a reappearance at some point. Also there is chocolate ice cream in the freezer, something nobody in her right mind would leave behind.

Now I have to start packing in earnest, not just in half hearted-ness.