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DX
I had actually arranged to get out of work at eight pm tonight but due to incredibly guilty fundamentalist conscience about haring off to Portland to frivolize with people and spend ... probably not a lot of money ... in yarn stores and book stores and leave poor MyBoss to cover my shifts because at the time I made these, I had forgotten that we hadn't had a major staffing crisis at work for two or three months. Silly me! -- where was I? oh, right ... but due to incredibly guilty fundamentalist conscience about haring off for a week I stayed over to finish getting the bills ready. I ran out of window-envelopes at around apartment 131.
We have 101-148 and 201-247, plus about thirty rooms In Back, for a total of about oh, 120 apartments? Some are actually double rooms.
Writing over 70 addresses in under two hours is not an exercise I recommend to people. OW OW OW. But there was a radio documentary on KLCC and then there was jazz, and 222 hovered around like a companionable and elderly vulture, so it wasn't too bad.
Also, way to go, girlbits, the day before we have a trip of at least three hours!
DX
I did get the spindle I bought off eBay! I am slightly dubious about it but what the hell, it was $14. It kind of spins funny. I did just add some blue paint, so the most pressing problem, not knowing when the damn thing is slowing down, is kind of solved.
[x] pack up spindle and possibly fiber for Amy
[x] find all fifteen bazillion necessary cords for electronic objects
[x] charge cell
[x] find camera case
[x] collect batteries
[] load mp3 player
[x] pack DS, find case for Pokeymans.
[x] ask Amy if she wants to look at spinning book I learned off of
[x] find extra bag
[x] wash laundry
[x] have mental debate over how much to pack ... I think I should underpack, because if worse comes to worst it's not as if Amy doesn't have a laundry in her complex
[x] convince self not to take three knitting projects and two spindles, even if there is a raid being planned. Anyway, the little one requires too much careful handling and that's the one I really kind of want to take. Taking one spindle, the purple and green one, in case honooko and I meet up. However, with any luck Justin will stop repeating his brother's pseudonym in tones of complete loathing and agree to talk to me instead. (I kind of have to agree with the poor guy that 'lucian daystarne' is kind of horrible, but what can you do? Dark just told him his brother was kind of '....um' and Justin is like I AM EXCRUCIATINGLY AWARE OF THAT, I THANK YOU. Like Dark can talk about being ....um.)
[x] find socks
[x] figure out which shoes to take
[] pick up tickets
[x] find smaller purse
[x] resign self to hauling out Big Ass Brown Duffel to use >_< Borrow mother's wheeled suitcase ._.
[] figure out what to do if money does not miraculously show up in bank account on Tuesday -- myBoss proposes mailing the sucker when she gets it on Monday, but will it show up in Portland on Tuesday? or even Wednesday? I GOTTA GO HAVE A POST-LENT SPREE. Also pay insurance.
[x] ignore tearful, accusing eyes of dog fastened on me.
[] bath
I had actually arranged to get out of work at eight pm tonight but due to incredibly guilty fundamentalist conscience about haring off to Portland to frivolize with people and spend ... probably not a lot of money ... in yarn stores and book stores and leave poor MyBoss to cover my shifts because at the time I made these, I had forgotten that we hadn't had a major staffing crisis at work for two or three months. Silly me! -- where was I? oh, right ... but due to incredibly guilty fundamentalist conscience about haring off for a week I stayed over to finish getting the bills ready. I ran out of window-envelopes at around apartment 131.
We have 101-148 and 201-247, plus about thirty rooms In Back, for a total of about oh, 120 apartments? Some are actually double rooms.
Writing over 70 addresses in under two hours is not an exercise I recommend to people. OW OW OW. But there was a radio documentary on KLCC and then there was jazz, and 222 hovered around like a companionable and elderly vulture, so it wasn't too bad.
Also, way to go, girlbits, the day before we have a trip of at least three hours!
DX
I did get the spindle I bought off eBay! I am slightly dubious about it but what the hell, it was $14. It kind of spins funny. I did just add some blue paint, so the most pressing problem, not knowing when the damn thing is slowing down, is kind of solved.
[x] pack up spindle and possibly fiber for Amy
[x] find all fifteen bazillion necessary cords for electronic objects
[x] charge cell
[x] find camera case
[x] collect batteries
[] load mp3 player
[x] pack DS, find case for Pokeymans.
[x] ask Amy if she wants to look at spinning book I learned off of
[x] find extra bag
[x] wash laundry
[x] have mental debate over how much to pack ... I think I should underpack, because if worse comes to worst it's not as if Amy doesn't have a laundry in her complex
[x] convince self not to take three knitting projects and two spindles, even if there is a raid being planned. Anyway, the little one requires too much careful handling and that's the one I really kind of want to take. Taking one spindle, the purple and green one, in case honooko and I meet up. However, with any luck Justin will stop repeating his brother's pseudonym in tones of complete loathing and agree to talk to me instead. (I kind of have to agree with the poor guy that 'lucian daystarne' is kind of horrible, but what can you do? Dark just told him his brother was kind of '....um' and Justin is like I AM EXCRUCIATINGLY AWARE OF THAT, I THANK YOU. Like Dark can talk about being ....um.)
[x] find socks
[x] figure out which shoes to take
[] pick up tickets
[x] find smaller purse
[x] resign self to hauling out Big Ass Brown Duffel to use >_< Borrow mother's wheeled suitcase ._.
[] figure out what to do if money does not miraculously show up in bank account on Tuesday -- myBoss proposes mailing the sucker when she gets it on Monday, but will it show up in Portland on Tuesday? or even Wednesday? I GOTTA GO HAVE A POST-LENT SPREE. Also pay insurance.
[x] ignore tearful, accusing eyes of dog fastened on me.
[] bath