Sorry the Pink Floyd icon is still up. I was planning on writing a little theme post on lines and time and all that. You can look through my icons and tell me which one to put up instead ( Read more... )

Well, after my browser work, I did some sorting of random note papers.  Lots of envelopes with scribbles on them.  They either go into these piles: phone/address'; memories, and, 'sporatic genius thoughts.'  So, I boxed a few things, and felt I had made enough progress to move on to the next things to do, which are via computer.  My back is already ( Read more... )

This is either day 3 or day 4 of relapse. Needless to say, getting virtually nothing done.

( Please don't stop me... )

I'm already running out of packing tape.  And cashews ( Read more... )

( Garbage. )

( A flurry of letters ... )

The stress of this eventuality has been high, because of the CFS.  I have been trying to sleep more, to push back fatigue.  In the first two days, I was feeling fear and consternation.  This morning, I feel sadness and consternation.  Why would anyone kick a tenant like me out?  Or not even find out who I am?  I've been stable here for 7+ years, ( Read more... )