WHAT THE HELL???

Not a single box packed... Sprawled out on his couch watching TV.


NOT PACKING...

NOT MOVING...

NOT GETTING THE FARK OUT!!!



What the hell is going on here?!??!?!


*Note* After some consideration, I believe he's waiting until the last possible minute of this weekend before beginning his trek outward. It only stands to reason that he's got to eat all of the food he's got squirreled around here so he doesn't have to pack all 3 truckloads with him.

*UPDATE 16 July, 2005*
Well, that was interesting. IR got up early this morning and prepared to leave. He got in his car, pulled it over to the dumpster and tossed out 6, count'em, 6 McDonalds bags. Then backed up to the door, came inside and got his nasty old comforter that he sprawls on while on his couch saying "I'm gonna need this."

??? Dunno what he'd need that for, but whatever floats his boat.