I fucking hate moving.
I think it's one of the worst ways to spend a day (since it can never be done in just a day) that you can find, right next to great pastimes like "shaving your dick away with a dull Bowie knife."
1) You have to put all your crap in boxes.
2) Hope the shit doesn't break.
3) Load it into a truck that's an annoying distance away (more than 5 feet.)
4) Drive the damn truck.
5) Take the shit out.
6) Find all the shit that got broken anyway.
So yeah, I fucking hate moving.