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Last weekend, knowing that Andy and Christina were leaving in August for grad school in NY, and knowing that Martha would be leaving in August for Prague, and having told everybody I'd do this almost a month ago, I went and looked at some apartments. Two-bedroom jobbies, for me and Joseph. (Talk of moving into a three- or four-room deal with some ( Read more... )

So while I've been struggling with all the things Birthday Writing Group tasked me with fixing, the unofficial (I wish they'd decide if it was official or not, but so it goes) announcement of an impending crisis has broken here at House 1844. Jeff and Briana seem to have decided Briana's hometown sounds tempting enough to draw them in, its ( Read more... )

Nothing really exacerbates and finally drives out the fevery sniffling symptoms of a cold better than excessive lifting and moving, right? I think the old saying goes, "feed a fever, sell a cold into hard labor," right? Well, actually, I still have a fucking sore throat. And a bit of a sniffle. And now my arms are jelly and my back is a knotted ( Read more... )

So I got the call. By July 1st, with any luck, 18th and E. Burnside will be my new home. 1844 is, I believe, the address ( Read more... )

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Today was long at Laika. I stayed until 9:45 to get a job sent out, and problems arose that were outside my control (and outside my expertise to foresee) and it was stressful. I feel I kept my cool and handled it reasonably well, all told, but we missed a Fedex deadline (by several hours) and I guess hundreds of extra dollars had to be forked out ( Read more... )

Well, for $625/mo I could move here. Eerily familiar.

And, except for parking, and the fact that I don't have $625/mo, totally temptingBoy meets girl (again), boy gets girl (again), boy moves in with girl, boy loses girl (his own doing), boy moves out, boy bounces around aimlessly for a year, boy goes right back to where he was before he met the ( Read more... )

I've started dreaming again but usually they don't last.

Working at Laika, even a moderately relaxed job like that, is still a job, and between that and some unpostable private thoughts about things lately, I've been less communicative on here. I've also been less productive in general, sadly. I finished the Alan Ayckbourn double-play House & ( Read more... )