“Hey guys, we're in Maryland. We got off to a late start when we found out that all our shit didn't fit on the truck. So now we have stuff in storage and we *think* we have most of what we need in the truck, and wedged into the car, and inch of space is taken. Cats are in my lap; cats are doing ok. I am doing ok. I napped most of the night in Kires' lap as he drove. The estimated time of arrival is about 6pm. Those of you who wanted to help take shit off the truck, 6PM at my house. For the address, e-mail firstname.lastname@example.org. Gwyn, Adam will e-mail you.
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Voice Post: From The Shadesong Train
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