I've been more productive this weekend than I'd planned. I've cleaned most of the things including my desktop computer, shopped for clothes, ironed my new dresses, sorted through some of what's in my closet to toss or donate to charity, gotten groceries, done laundry and the dishes, paid the credit card, made hotel reservations and started researching for the next set of hotel reservations, uploaded stuff I'd promised to friends, filed paperwork, answered some email, taken out the garbage, tossed some things from the refrigerator and freezer that needed to go, and made plans to see the new X-Men movie.
I think I'll kick back, eat a large amount of the curry I just made, and watch After the Thin Man.
Let's see. Living room, dining room, kitchen, guest room, guest bath, master bath, deck all done. Master bedroom half done. Laundry just about done, but not put away. Files being transferred from backup drive. People messaged on facebook. Closet still needs cleared for summer housesitter. Recylables, kennel, car, all tomorrow. Guests arriving in about 15 minutes. Yeah, I'm not making it. But I did pretty well. Hopefully tomorrow's car repairs won't take that long and I can finish the financials then. And then finish the house and the packing tomorrow.
but I do have my original ipod, which I think is original generation, or maybe Gen 2. I can't get itunes to update it, and the display doesn't really work, but it lives in my kitchen, on speakers, which is great for when I am cooking.
I have every iPod that didn't absolutely die still.
One, in the dock in my bathroom can only be accessed with the remote. It works because I don't have to worry about the steam damaging it. It's already basically a zombie. Can't update it. Click wheel sometimes clicks, never will do the spinny thing. But it still works. A little. Why would I just trash it?
Two, 'Trick, lives in my car because there's a cable and it runs through my stereo all out of sight. Sometimes 'Trick gets to travel if I forget to grab the home iPod before I leave.
Final is the home iPod. Mostly in the dock in the living room. Goes on walks. Travels. The gym if I am not doing a yoga class.
I'd still like a small one for walks and stuff. But not enough to buy or ask for it.
Yep. I sniff the stem end to find ones that actually smell like mango, then bring them home to ripen. Even so, I feel quite sure I'm missing out on some magical mango flavor.
I sniff all fruit, I think. If it doesn't smell like x, no way it'll taste like x. Unless they are something I can't think of a fragrance for, like avocados. But those have gentle squeeze tests. I still think I also just have better luck than most for TJ's produce. Living in Oregon doesn't hurt either.
uploaded stuff
I am currently downloading stuff from you. Funny.
Timelies all!
Back from Balticon. It was a great con, though I didn't do much outside the music track.(It was a great track, and I'm not saying that just because Gary runs that track.)
I've heard vodka and water would work as well.
I think this is for you to DRINK while cleaning out your gear.
I think this is for you to DRINK while cleaning out your gear.
Yeah. Every time the smell gets to you, you take a shot. Soon the smell won't bug you.
ION, am shopping for a new car. Haven't bought a new car in 11 years. Am leaning towards a Ford Fiesta. (Since my parents' health is declining, I imagine I'll be driving to Clintonville a lot more often.)
I think in a protest standoff between the WBC and the KKK, I would be the guy off behind one group or another who sneakily flings a rock and yells "GET 'EM!" afterwards.
MSCL marathon just ended, with "The Zit," so I had to change my tagline. It occurs to me that the full quote is, like, the mission statement of the F2F proms:
Sometimes it seems like we're all living in some kind of prison. And the crime is how much we hate ourselves. It's good to get really dressed up once in a while and admit the truth, that when you look really closely, people are so strange and so complicated that they're actually beautiful. Possibly even me.
My hot-ass apartment is so annoying. It's 68 out now, but since the only window in my bedroom has the a/c in it, I just turned it on. It's not even June!
