For the first time in a while, I abandoned Apt. 11D with no prior warning. I'm reconfiguring the network in the office, and I really loused things up for a few hours. The network seem to be happy right now, so I'm going to shower the dust out of my hair and nuke a cup of coffee. 

I'm in an inexplicable nesting phase. I'm tossing out bags and bags of crap out the back door of the house and I don't want to interrupt the momentum. Who knows when it will hit again?