Well, amazingly enough, everything seems to be in my suitcases, with the exception of such items as I intend to keep about my person, e.g. iBook upon which I am currently typing. Of course, I knew all along that this dreadful day would be upon me eventually, and so I tried to restrain myself from buying more things than were strictly necessary, such as British paperbacks of all five Harry Potter books. (What? Those were necessary!)

All three times I moved back from New York in suitcases I had to cheat by either putting things in storage or shipping stuff, but this time, I have achieved Suitcase Equilibrium! It helps that my parents gave me nice big suitcases as a studying abroad present, though. Otherwise ... eep.