Oh, and I forgot to mention....

I am a totally awful slacker.

Those of you who know me are saying "No shit, Sherlock" but I have a particularly egregious example.

Poor Patrick - he was flying in from San Antonio and I have a key to his apartment - I was supposed to go drop off his key so he could get in, and I TOTALLY FORGOT. Not only that, but I didn't hear the phone ring when he called us to ask us where the hell we were...

I'm such a schmuck.

I'll make it up to you, man.

And don't worry, I'm never going to ask you to help us move again. ;)