Andreas is leaving Los Angeles this afternoon. After some fits and starts (someone at U-haul claimed that there were no trailers in all of LA), he reports that the truck is packed and ready. The rats are riding bitch in the passenger seat, apparently very anxious and twitchily unhappy in their cage. Andreas is taking a shower at then making his escape. Let’s all think safe, happy driving thoughts for the poor thing. I’m doing all I can to crank up the pampering upon his arrival. I’ve already arranged for a 90 minute massage for him on Friday, and am scheming pedicures, six-packs of his favorite beverages, and a new pair of shoes (easy when your boyfriend is vegan because Pay-Less Shoe Source is the haut couture of non-leather shoes). All hail Andreas, Master of the Move.