"move yo, move move yo"

don't know why exactly, but the song didn't half caught my eye, my ear. also in (500) days of summer. a little divertissement in between labeling moving boxes, the last 48 hours in the leaving place and an industrial building dryer blowing hot air into the attic of the new, old house. to move things along, yo. to get the place dry before long. it is all becoming a little surreal, which is not necessarily a bad thing.