In my ever disjointed state of being, I got home after work fully intending on going, but then had a bit (HA!) of a panic attack about how much I had left to do, and just started doing it.
I've found that I'm putting off dealing with the emotional crap that's going to come with leaving Boston. Every time I think about it, I just STOP thinking about it. So expect some minor retardation on my part at the going away partay.
If I didn't send you the e-vite, and you'd like to come, drop me a note. Some email addresses I have aren't right. :<