Labor day wekend...

aka Moving Weekend Hell, for the suckers.
i hope that i never ever have to move again on september 1st, it's literally been years since i've been that stupid. moving vans everywhere, parents in a tizzy, hungover young professionals and students, oh the absolute misery. the last time that i did move, my dad made me ask my guy friends to help me out. i think he was proving that he would never ever help me again when it came to moving...i mean he moved 5 times through college, and he's getting up there so we have a bit of a liability when it comes to anything more than two flights of stairs. so this year, i'm staying in cambridge and hitting the road. yeah i might actually just be going on a vacation that happens to fall on labor day weekend, but lets be serious, this is a supreme moment to get away from the madness of the city. we're strapping our bikes to yuri's car and we're taking off for Bar Harbor, where the lobsters are fresh and we're the best looking koreans there...because not only are we the only koreans there, but the fresh air suits us well.
goodluck to the movers.