June 4th, 2004


A packing tale

See Shaun.

See Shaun pack.

Pack Shaun Pack!

See dust attack Shaun! Oh no! Die dust die!
See Shaun pack several boxes.

She Shaun look around and realize he hasn't put a dent in his stuff. Oh no!

The end.

Dad's coming Satuday around 6pm, which will give me a chance to pack some more and do some last loads of laundry to hold me over. That also means I can go see Eve and watch Harry Potter with her Saturday morning.