Boxing Rd. 2

After clearing out the shed on Wednesday, I didn't want to get out of bed the next morning. I powered through anyway, since the Giant Robot softball team was squaring off against the number-two team that night. Not surprisingly, I was weak on the mound and dug us into a hole that we couldn't climb out of.

Today's task.

Now that the mags have been counted and termite killer has been applied, it's time to put the boxes back into the shed. I'll probably start until 4:00 and hope to finish around 7:00, as the sun sets. Where are interns when you need them? (Mimi, that means you.)

If you're going to the 9:30 screening of Does Your Soul Have a Cold? at the L.A. Film Festival tonight, you may not want to sit next to me.