I think it happens to everybody when you start to move. You realize that you need boxes. You need a LOT of boxes. You need ’em now. You don’t want to pay for ’em at a box place, either, ‘cos that’s highway robbery, damnit. So out you go, skulking through grocery stores, hardware stores, art […]
Monthly Archives: January 2004
James spent the weekend transferring the website to a new host prepatory to our move, and now has all kinds of nifty new site stats, which he showed me. The major search that leads people to www.metalandmagic.com is, predictably, “ursula vernon” but a few have also showed up under “irrational fears” and (to my great […]
This is gonna sound weird. I miss my RPG characters. Having gotten disgusted with too many of my fellows in on-line RPGs some years ago, and having moved away from my tabletop group some months ago, I have no gaming going on whatsoever at the moment, and I am left feeling curiously bereft. It’s not […]
I keep looking at interior decorating stuff. They say the first step is admitting you have a problem. It’s moving that does it to me, I think. I am moving to what is effectively a blank canvas. I find myself staring at websites that have galleries, and not the good kind, but the kind that […]
Best. Summary. Ever. Jan 7 1943 Nikola Tesla dead. The inventor of alternating current, Tesla was driven mad by Edison and spent his final days trying to invent a death ray. I am torn between the hope that when I die, my life can be summed up in such a pithy and amusing fashion, and […]
Why the heck not…following the current trend, here’s a list of Jobs I Have Known: – rat cage cleaner (in my extreme youth, since my dad raised rats for pet stores for many years) – vet receptionist – retail cashier zombie – deli worker (I sliced! I diced! I cut cheese!) – insurance claim reader […]
Today, I stood with a Sunkist Orange box in one hand, held a Sharpie aloft in the other and intoned “It…begins.” Then I packed ’em. Eight boxes in all, not a bad start. James’s new employers are paying to fly us out there to apartment hunt, but we don’t know the exact date yet, other […]
I hate it when good artists are crazy. I mean, I know that this is terrible and wrong and bad and judgemental of me, but there y’are. I was randomly surfing, clicking away at a site that shall remain nameless (nobody I know on LJ, anyhow, and since I am not saying something nice, I […]
As part of my pre-moving ritual, I went through, winnowed out more books that I can bear to part with, and threw ’em in a box to lug to the used book store. I tried Changing Hands first, because they’re picky, but pay better, planning to take the dregs over to Bookman’s. I get to […]
Right before I woke up this morning, I dreamed I was at a zoo with a naturalist and his daughter (evidentally a friend of mine, since we were both teenagers.) We were looking at the turtles.