This past week has been highly of the suck, and I can't really figure out why; it wasn't work-related and it wasn't one of those weeks that's basically just an avalanche of Suck. General malaise, maybe. Anyway, it started out as ITZ 2 HAWTT DOAN BOTHR ME, though that's been ameliorated by the fact that we finally caved and put on the A/C yesterday ( Read more... )

Hi. I'm not dead. I am, however, very busy trying to get my Real Life (tm) in some kind of order, but the process thereof is not something that anybody wants to hear about, so I haven't been up to blogging lately, except for private posts that contain my to-do list of doom and woe. On the other hand, at least I am actually accomplishing parts of my ( Read more... )

Yes, hi! I'm back! I stayed a day longer at m0mmy's because of the hose that feeds out of the coolant pump (it needed a new clamp), so it was about quarter of 10 in the morning when I left. I got home, changed my clothes, and hit it out to Helmsburg to go to the FigTree and meet zyphryus and Rew. By this time, we only had about an hour and a half, but we ( Read more... )

X-chan is leaving 2 January to spend some time with our father before she goes back to school in Hawaii. If there is one thing I will never, ever, ever forgive him for, it is this: she was within earshot (packing in the next room) during his grandstanding. She heard the whole fucking thing. She already, on some level (maybe not consciously), ( Read more... )

I'm on my second Coke-and-rum of the evening. I don't drink all that often, and I'll usually stop after the first one; I'm not a drinker. I can see the appeal of alcoholism, but I can't imagine ever pursuing it myself. I don't like the loss of control ( Read more... )

So I did finally get my ticket paid off. I love walking, even downtown during lunch hour on a winter day--it does something to me and makes me happy. Also, it makes me feel okay about stuffing myself with oranges and string cheese last night. (I got a Marsh's card, finally--Marsh's is better than O'Malia's, as it's closer to the apartment complex, ( Read more... )

I am at home, having arrived safely despite the long lines of people trying to get out of Bloomington and people trying to get into Bloomington. Tomorrow, m0mmy and I are going to the Fall Festival; we may also be going to get me a new pair of jeans, since I popped the button off one of my pairs a couple of weeks ago. It's the spool-shaped kind, so ( Read more... )

Yeah, you can tell I have "L.A. Woman" stuck in my head again.

Anyway, here's the rundown. We got to Bloomington without incident yesterday, whereupon I made my safety deposit and got my keys. w00t. Then we actually drove out to my apartment, which while totally fucking sweet is also way the hell the fuck out there and I wound up driving back to ( Read more... )

I paid my tuition bill today. Ouch. I'm not getting paid for another week. I need to write to Dad and tell him to get that damn check in the mail. ("Send it, and send it damn quick," in the words of an enterprising landlady of Harlem in the 1920s ( Read more... )

So I got into Bloomington at about 11:00 yesterday morning; the trip there was without incident. The trip in was very spiritual for me, in a bizarre way; it was a beautiful day, and a lot of the time I was on the state roads and the interstate, away from settled life (although I did go through Jasper and Huntingburg and Loogootee). Away from people ( Read more... )