Please to help: What's with the hipster grifter?
I think it's a cross between an eagle and a horse.
'Serenity'
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Please to help: What's with the hipster grifter?
I think it's a cross between an eagle and a horse.
but seriously
Weirdness. What kind of grifter can't come up with an alias or two?
Skipping (it's so sad I have to skip even the only-24-hours-posts) to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Sheryl's birthday.
Happy birthday, Sheryl! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
Hippo Birdies, Sheryl!
Am reading the Hipster Grifter story -- sounds familiar to some of the ripoffs I've run across in fandom!
So I woke up at 6:20. I guess, for once, circumstances overrode my hate-waking-up.
Gotta start loading the car up. Can't hit the bank until 9.wqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq
That was Loki. Who is now kneading the duster.
So here's the thing: I'm not moving anything of mine in today. And that feels weird (I am a completist.) So now I'm thinking of opening one of the boxes and extracting one of my pink hippos to leave to make it mine.
But which box?!!!
It was definitely a weird feeling, to suddenly own an empty house! I found myself worrying that it would burn down or be broken into before I got to move in, so I went over and put a lamp on the first floor and up in the bedroom, turned on so that the house looked more occupied.
The main thing was, nothing bad happened. And havign a couple days of empty house gave me a chance to sweep, mop, vacuum (as appropriate) the empty rooms. The previous owners had been Very Clean, but the movers had tracked in dirt and when they moved stuff there was dust bunnies falling off.
My place may be a Dust Bunny Farm these days, but at least it started off clean!
I figure it's been empty for over a year... I just want to have something there that says it is mine.
Ah shit, the shaking has started. I was hoping for zen-like catatonic calm. OK, time to hit up the bank, then Goodwill, then possibly Panera and then closing. Think of me at the noon hour eastern.
Have a great day, sarameg!
Happy Birthday, Sheryl!