I am so, so done with moving. I cleaned the rest of the stuff out of the flat today, carried a huge table and other assorted furniture up a narrow flight of stairs, ran out of tape while I was trying to paper the floor in my room so we can paint it, then brought tons of old cartons and paper to the paper recycling bin, and then carried six heavy boxes up two flights of stairs, as well as the separate pieces of my bed, which I then assembled in my room which is crammed full of useless stuff. Lastly, I screwed a lamp to a ceiling that consists of shitty late 70ies plaster and in which you can plant anchors by pressing on them with your thumb. I am very sure the lamp will come down while I sleep. I now have tons of plaster dust in my eyes. Ow.

BUT THIS HAS STILL BEEN A GOOD DAY, BECAUSE TODAY, AWESOME THINGS ARRIVED IN THE MAIL!

1) Hamlet tickets!!11!eleventy!11
Here's a seating plan with the three seats I booked marked red - mostly for earlwyn and wihluta - and eeh! I be so excited! :D

2) Licia's drawing!
It is shiny and made of awesome and arrived completely safe and sound. I framed it, and as soon as there's less chaos in my room, I will put it up on the wall. Again, thank you so much, Licia! :D

Actually, these two things didn't arrive today. They arrived during the last week, and my mom neglected to tell me. Today, she was like, oh right, some stuff arrived for you a couple of days ago. It's over there on the shelf. I asked her what sort of stuff, and she said, oh, it's that Hamlet thing you've been talking about. And a letter from the States with lots of stamps on it. And I was like OMG IT'S THE TICKETS AND THE DRAWING, YOU NEED TO TELL ME THESE THINGS! *flail*

Lol, all's good now, though. I have my stuff, and I'm happy. Albeit tired. Which is why I think it's bedtime now.