Quite deliberately, Mom would have let me have the other bed ( Read more... )

My parents' house on the island I grew up on has been offered a price they've accepted! Closing date is June 27th ( Read more... )

You know you did something right when your now-former landlady half-jokingly asks your roommate if you'd consider being their professional cleaning service ( Read more... )

So. Our landlords want to show their soon-to-be-vacated unit (I hate moving. Above and beyond it, leaving this place is going to suck, because the landlord's been awesome and that's really not something you can count on), and since the landlord in Seattle basically accused me of keeping a dirty enough house to attract wildlife, I tend to get ( Read more... )

"So you typed until it hurt. =|"

"In my defense, I didn't know there was a problem until it started hurting."

(I was transcribing old, old notes from hardcopy to text docs in the interest of not moving papers I didn't really need. Also, I hurt all the time; it's only noteworthy when my symptoms changeYeah, you can flatline face at me. Just ( Read more... )

Rearranged bedroom furniture this weekend*; while I can recognise all of the individual pieces (in some cases with cussing--my current clothes dresser is kind of evil), and the room they're in, the shift in configuration is enough that it feels like I'm looking into someone else's room. =|

*: My parents' china cabinet is migrating over here, so I ( Read more... )

House 18 worked.

We now own a '97 honda accord, in colours that alternate (depending on ambient light) between two shades of dark red.

Two prompts left, two months short of two years later. I think I'll try to tackle them tomorrow ( Read more... )

Which is to say that Great Big Sea's ZooTunes concert last night was a marvelous amount of fun, filled with Nova Scotian Rock Gods and one of the very few accordian Rock Stars (appropriately enough wearing rock star sunglasses for the very prosaic purpose of Not Being Blind, Thank You). I actually clapped hard enough to bust a blood vessel in one ( Read more... )

Primary coping mechanism one: Heatpack across shoulders and the back of my neck. This simultaneously works on the areas I carry stress (and the shoulder that has a history of assaulting nerves), and fries my brain. (I don't overheat well, y'see. My brain tends to shut off in self defense ( Read more... )

Busier weekend in the works than I was initially expecting, but I wander past journal because I'm conscious now and the bank doesn't open for another half hour ( Read more... )