Welcome to America

Ouch.  Sore.  I am so very out of shape.  Spent much of yesterday helping Justin move into his groovycool new loft condo, and it whupped me.  My arms and legs are in protest, as they repair the muscles used yesterday.

The Explorer, incidentally, continues to show its incredible usefulness.  Hauled several loads of furniture and other goods from old apartment to new loft, and never offered up the first complaint.  I have the feeling that when he passes other Explorers that are pristine and clearly used by someone who wanted only a station wagon with visibility, he feels sorry for his underutilized brothers.

Continuing to love love love Growlanser Generations.  I don't think I'll keep this one, but I'm certainly enjoying it while it's here.  I need to get in some Kingdom Hearts and Xenosaga time, too.