Thanks to Atrios for letting me hang out at his place, sleep on his couch, and rummage through his medicine cabinet (he has enough Vicodin in there to subdue a Limbaugh for, like, a week. No. Really.). My place is livable again if not perfect, but at least the basset pictures have been rehung.
And just to let Atrios know - I'm keeping the key. And the little shampoo bottles...
Image courtesy of Coeruleus