I'm no big drinker, but I just thought to myself after reading that brilliant drunken diary: when was the last time I had a drink?

So I moved yesterday. Got a cargo van, schlepped most of the stuff from Point A (and some from Point C) to Point B. Didn't move everything, am still sleeping at the old place for a day or two.

Last night I had vegetarian chili a la gzt.

I also played Viktory with the roommate. It's apparently not ideal with 2 and we were futzing about trying to get the rules figured out. It was fairly even until a decisive battle took out two of my major towns and landlocked my ships. I couldn't generate enough reinforcements to come back. I was about to make a blitz on his capital, too.

I'm sort of disturbed that my latest diary with that title comes up over all the song lyrics sites.

This is your captain speaking. I successfully made the journey to the wedding. They slew the fatted calf and the peasants rejoiced. I successfully returned despite continuing adverse weather conditions. I could not have done it without my fine support staff.

I've been watching Star Trek: Season 1 on Netflix: Watch Instantly. I did not realize the series only went three seasons. I just watched the episode where they convinced a mind-controlling computer that it was not really benefitting the people it was controlling, so it self-destructed.

The above is my most recent blood pressure. They got the machine working again.

I've got a headache. I watched The Godfather and most of Godfather: Part II last night. I fell asleep in the middle of it.

I went to the liquor store. They had some English and French perry, so I picked it up. It was a new arrival. I will let you know how it goes.

I watched Heroes.

I'm getting beat up. All this sitting is worse than all this jumping. Seriously. I would rather squat all day (http://www.danielhsia.com/m_squat.php). Or jump all day. I could jump up and down on my chair all day.`

Am I turning into MNS? Finally?

It's a lot better than turning into NFB's Zippy, at least.

My roommate got a gun and ammo catalog in the mail the other day. I noticed that there were some pretty good deals.

So, 10 instead of 5, per the last diary.

I just drank a quart of milk. The world is changing: I feel it in the water...

Only the strongest shall survive.

Also: Ron? Was that you? I really am getting away with murder here.