Every day we manage to ditch some of the former tenents' furniture, or push a futon into its proper place, or stock the kitchen with another forgotten essential. So it feels like my apartment is evolving, slowly but surely, into something that's going to be totally sweet. This morning I discovered that my schedule (which will, if I can keep it up ( Read more... )

I think I was at home for a day or two too long. While it isn't nearly as bad as this or this was in September, when I was, on top of dealing with the environment change, starting to get deeply troubled by stuff that got much worse before it got much much better, I still feel at a loss. Like I've reverted to a former self and forgotten how to act ( Read more... )

That's a huge fucking shitload of rain. Why have I been wading ankle-deep in the streets?

I think I'm going to skip stat and camp out here (the CIT, which is still, oddly, a kind of home) for a couple hours.

I've been home again, by the way, since Saturday. It has not been comfortable here. The room I normally inhabit was recently repainted, so all the knickknacks and wall decorations and carpeting has been removed--there is an actual reverb effect when you talk too loud in this spare, white room. I've moved a little of the stuff back in, but no ( Read more... )

I went home this weekend and was busy with family and friends, so I haven't been able to weigh in on the rent control issue, or read the libertarian response which looks...verbose, which hopefully means thorough. I trust everybody's being cordial on both sides? This is one of those issues where even if everybody is looking for the best possible ( Read more... )