Moving

It's an odd thing, switching metro stations. I don't feel at home at Shaw-Howard yet, but Foggy Bottom strikes me as not my own anymore. I think I'm hopelessly metro addicted, though, since I can't manage to live more than a block away. Ah, well, tis an acceptable vice, and not too hard on the environment.

More exciting is having my own space, though for now it's full of crap from the move. I realize it's not a terribly sustainable situation land-use wise, but hey, at least it's a row house.