Ugh. I went to the doctor this morning. Thank god for health insurance. Not that the doctor could give me anything except anti-nausea pills and advice, but I needed someone to keep my hypochondria in check. I also needed gatorade.

I confirmed one friend to help me move next week, which makes me feel much, much better. I think if he can help me move the stuff I can't carry on my own, I can do the rest myself. I'm paying up in booze and pizza if you're free next Tuesday afternoon, the 23rd.