moving!

i'm drunk and packing up my stuff, kind of! this is like my 5th summer in a row moving so i vowed this time not to do any actual packing bc it's annoying. no boxes, boxes are for the weak. real women run down the stairs with an armful of dvds. i'm also going to throw all of my kitchenware into my diane von furstenburg suitcase. no lie. so, here are a couple pix from the hangout sesh at jessica's apt the other night, which will now be obsolete.