Never have I hated every single thing I own more than the past week, week and a half. My roommate and I got most of our stuff moved today, now we've just got the smaller, random crap to take (which I know sucks almost as bad as the big stuff). My new apartment is really cheap for the shape it's in, I'm nervous once we move in, I'm going to find some huge thing wrong with it, like a spider infestation or something. I've got my fingers crossed!