I started moving into our new compound last night. The apartments there are nice, and most of the other TAs, CAs and young faculty live there, so though I'll miss our friends in Riviera I'm excited to make the move.
The first carload I moved comprised my religious studies books. When I packed my Qur'an, I carefully ensured that it was at the top of the stack of books in its box, in accordance with Qur'an-handling etiquette. It wasn't until I picked up the box to move it that I realized I had just reverently packed my Qur'an into an Absolut vodka box.
I think I'm going straight to hell.