My DH and I hit somebody's dog Friday night. The owner is being a real saint about not demanding money from us (he had the dog off-leash on a poorly lit street after sundown, and he seems to realize this is a Bad Idea in retrospect), but his costs are pushing the $1000 mark just to get the basic issues the impact left behind cared for (kidney damage and an injured hip). He says he can handle it, but Bob and I are feeling a bit obligated. We have already given him $150 out of our own pockets, but we'd like to do more. We couldn't afford the $150 in the first place, truthfully, but we could afford the guilt less. If any of you are able to help a stranger with a dog problem, we are collecting donations. 100% (minus the PayPal fees) of the money will go to the man for his dog. If we manage to collect over $850 (EDIT: our first $150 counts toward the $1000), we're going to send the rest to the Peninsula Humane Society.

My PayPal ID is bdaverin@aol.com. If all you can send is healing vibes for the dog, that's more than welcome, too.

And the Stompies are asked to forgive me if I've overstepped the use of this board.

I just got back from DC, where my apartment hunt was semi-productive. Any apartment-ma directed this way would be appreciated.

I have successfully moved into my new house, even though closing isn't until tomorrow at 9am. Seller was kind enough to let me move in early since the 3 day weekend was such the perfect time.

Closing-ma would be appreciated! Everything should be ok but you never know.

I should have my new phone line hooked up tomorrow and then I'll be back on line and on site more often after I find the keyboard, mouse, cords, etc.

Organization + me = Does not compute.

Life-ma sought - going for interview tomorrow for job in foreign parts. Think I want it, but only if it's the way forward - so I'm not so much asking for Interview-ma as for Life-ma, I think. Everything-working-out-ma. 'Cause I've got coursework I've not done and I might get done for it. Um. Probably. Um.

Shit. Feeling pretty scared, actually, so do life-ma my way.

please?

I'm employed! And, unexpectedly, I've got an office for the first time in my life.

So...the closing on my house didn't happen this morning like it was supposed to. As of now, I am waiting to find out when the re-scheduled date will be.

Of course, they couldn't tell me this until I arrived at Security Title.

Realtor: "I left a message for you at your home number."
Me: "Um, you do realize that I moved? Right? All that paperwork you had me sign that allowed me to move in prior to closing? Remember?"
Realtor: "Oh."

I can't torture her until the closing actually goes through, right? Right?

OK, going on vacation until Monday/Tuesday next week. Try not to have TOO much fun while I'm gone, OK?

Going dark grey for a while.

ETA: Combination of work and personal issues, nothing worrisome, but I won't be around much.

1) Thanks for Interview-ma - it seemed to go pretty well. Will know next week, but at least it was good experience either way.

2) Continued Life-ma sought urgently. Big'n'scary things this week.

3) ANYONE who knows anything about recruitment of elementary school teachers anywhere in the world, could you email me? Or leave a note in Bitches? Pretty please?

Thanks to everyone for the Bartleby-ma. I'm out from under Bart and LOVING my new job.

But now I need actual old-fashioned karma. State Department will decide today if I'm sane enough to go to Athens next year. They revoked my medical clearance based on a couple months of grief counseling when my father died...please use your special Buffista powers to help them make the right decision and reinstate it today. Please?