I was the Devil With the Blue Dress On again. And when I took off the horns, I was the Devil in Disguise.
Love that costume.
Today's earrings: diamonds, brooms
Bedtime reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
I signed a lot of paper
...but forgot to call the phone company.
Today's earrings: cups, chickens
Bedtime reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Today's earrings: cups, chickens
Bedtime reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Proposed schedule for the week
Tonight I call the phone company.
Tomorrow morning at 9 I go to the title people and sign papers.
Friday I give them lots of money.
Saturday & Sunday I work on re-arranging my worldly goods into four piles: Toss, Give, Move (store), Move (live with).
Monday I fret.
Tuesday they give me keys.
Today's earrings: deer, shells
Bedtime reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Tomorrow morning at 9 I go to the title people and sign papers.
Friday I give them lots of money.
Saturday & Sunday I work on re-arranging my worldly goods into four piles: Toss, Give, Move (store), Move (live with).
Monday I fret.
Tuesday they give me keys.
Today's earrings: deer, shells
Bedtime reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
cloud trees
Monday, October 26, 2009
Post #700
Talked to the loan officer today, and this time I asked what the words mean. She was very reassuring. All is well, all is good. Except, I talked to my broker today, and it takes three days to settle up after a sale. Oops. I should have put in the sell orders last week. Except, one of my stocks bounced $30/share over the weekend. My vast ignorance of all things financial has gained me an unexpected profit, but also delayed closing by almost a week.
Today's earrings: flowers, other flowers
Bedtime reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Today's earrings: flowers, other flowers
Bedtime reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Friday, October 23, 2009
Links du jour
Where the hell is Matt?
Overton window
Today's earrings: turtles, peppers
Bedtiem reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Overton window
Today's earrings: turtles, peppers
Bedtiem reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Thursday, October 22, 2009
1 bookcase emptied
Well, just a small one.
Today's earrings: rockets, anchors
Bedtime reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Today's earrings: rockets, anchors
Bedtime reading: Clouds of Witness, Dorothy L. Sayers
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
1 window seat emptied
I had etiquette, games, and humor shelved in the front. I don't think they're all going to make it to the new place. If anone wants a copy of Coyote v. Acme, let me know.
Inside were the old books with our relatives' names written inside, the fragile ones wrapped in newspaper. I'm keeping those. I'm just not sure where.
Today's earrings: fire extinguishers, fire trucks
Bedtime reading: Hip Deep in Alligators, Robert Campbell
Inside were the old books with our relatives' names written inside, the fragile ones wrapped in newspaper. I'm keeping those. I'm just not sure where.
Today's earrings: fire extinguishers, fire trucks
Bedtime reading: Hip Deep in Alligators, Robert Campbell
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Giveaway, Part 2
VHS tapes! Yes, most of them are home recordings of Survivor. But! There's also a copy of Dogma and part of a box set of The Avengers.
Does anyone still pay for vinyl?
Today's earrings: lizards, rocks
Bedtime reading: Hip Deep in Alligators, Robert Campbell
Does anyone still pay for vinyl?
Today's earrings: lizards, rocks
Bedtime reading: Hip Deep in Alligators, Robert Campbell
Monday, October 19, 2009
Giveaway, Part 1
Would anyone like a bagful of women's shoes, size 10/10w?
How about little beaded evening bags?
Or plastic hangers? They're very sturdy.
Today's earrings: bees, typewriter keys
Bedtime reading: Making Money, Terry Pratchett
How about little beaded evening bags?
Or plastic hangers? They're very sturdy.
Today's earrings: bees, typewriter keys
Bedtime reading: Making Money, Terry Pratchett
Friday, October 16, 2009
Happy Twentieth Quakiversary
I was standing in my doorway, gossiping with my landlady. I had been on my way to get cash and then buy food when I ran into her. The building shook, stilled, and then revved up to the serious shaking. My landlady yelled, "Bill!" and bolted for her apartment. I braced myself in the door jam, and it shook, and shook, and shook...
15 seconds takes a while when the ground is moving.
It finally stopped. A painting of M's that I had perched on a molding had fallen off, and the power was out, but that was the extent of the damage in my place. I called Dad; he had a similar damage report. I thought about driving down there, but the garage where I stored my car had closed up and the attendants had gone. The larder was still bare and I still had no cash, so I went to the bank, where it finally sank in that the power was out, and therefore, ATMs wouldn't work. It took a while to find a store that was a) open, and b) willing to take a check. (The store that took my check got my business for the next year or so.)
The power came back on two days later.
Where were you at 5:05 PM Pacific Time on October 17, 1989?
Today's earrings: mice, other mice
Bedtime reading: Making Money, Terry Pratchett
15 seconds takes a while when the ground is moving.
It finally stopped. A painting of M's that I had perched on a molding had fallen off, and the power was out, but that was the extent of the damage in my place. I called Dad; he had a similar damage report. I thought about driving down there, but the garage where I stored my car had closed up and the attendants had gone. The larder was still bare and I still had no cash, so I went to the bank, where it finally sank in that the power was out, and therefore, ATMs wouldn't work. It took a while to find a store that was a) open, and b) willing to take a check. (The store that took my check got my business for the next year or so.)
The power came back on two days later.
Where were you at 5:05 PM Pacific Time on October 17, 1989?
Today's earrings: mice, other mice
Bedtime reading: Making Money, Terry Pratchett
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
My toe is still purple
...but in a more-subdued range of shades.
Today's excitement was a note from the city forwarded by the realtor, saying that there was a typo on document A, document B needed my signature and had the same typo, and document C was missing. I said, I thought I sent you document C. And they're all, I'm sure you did, but it's not in the file. Can't argue with 'not in the file.' So they fixed the typos, I faxed them my signature, and I'm faxing them document C in the morning.
The city has my paperwork. I think this is the last lap.
Today's earrings: compasses
Bedtime reading: Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
Today's excitement was a note from the city forwarded by the realtor, saying that there was a typo on document A, document B needed my signature and had the same typo, and document C was missing. I said, I thought I sent you document C. And they're all, I'm sure you did, but it's not in the file. Can't argue with 'not in the file.' So they fixed the typos, I faxed them my signature, and I'm faxing them document C in the morning.
The city has my paperwork. I think this is the last lap.
Today's earrings: compasses
Bedtime reading: Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I'm late I'm late I'm late
When I woke up this morning, the rain was coming down hard. So hard that I didn't hear my clock-radio. Seriously loud rain. My stubbed toe was an arrangement in brown and grey. I left a voicemail for my boss and limped off to work an hour late.
Turns out pretty much everybody was late. My boss got in 20 minutes after I did, listened to her voicemail, and then came out and announced to the department in general that if we'd just kept our calls to ourselves, she'd never have known any of us were late...
I left early to get my crown re-cemented. When I got home I discovered my toe had turned purple. I thought bruises were supposed to get less dramatic as you go along, not more. hmph.
Today's earrings: teacups, rabbits
Bedtime reading: Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
Turns out pretty much everybody was late. My boss got in 20 minutes after I did, listened to her voicemail, and then came out and announced to the department in general that if we'd just kept our calls to ourselves, she'd never have known any of us were late...
I left early to get my crown re-cemented. When I got home I discovered my toe had turned purple. I thought bruises were supposed to get less dramatic as you go along, not more. hmph.
Today's earrings: teacups, rabbits
Bedtime reading: Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
Monday, October 12, 2009
Stuff that happened today:
B2 had a birthday.
The US celebrated Colonialist Oppressor Day, and Canada held Thanksgiving.
The guy at the next desk brought in Turkish Delight and announced his impending parenthood.
One of my crowns popped off while I was eating goldfish crackers. I got it reset for now and made a dental appointment for tomorrow.
I arranged for insurance, and heard that the bank expects to close on the 23rd.
K asked how I felt about holding Thanksgiving on Friday. (I feel pretty good about it.)
I tripped over my phone cord, skinning my knee and stubbing my toe really hard. Ouch.
Comcast failed to expedite the work order to shut off my cable, so I watched reruns of The Closer. (This past weekend, they finally annoyed me enough & I told them to cancel my service.)
I'm going to take two aspirin and go to bed.
Today's earrings: alligators, zodiacs
Bedtime reading: Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
The US celebrated Colonialist Oppressor Day, and Canada held Thanksgiving.
The guy at the next desk brought in Turkish Delight and announced his impending parenthood.
One of my crowns popped off while I was eating goldfish crackers. I got it reset for now and made a dental appointment for tomorrow.
I arranged for insurance, and heard that the bank expects to close on the 23rd.
K asked how I felt about holding Thanksgiving on Friday. (I feel pretty good about it.)
I tripped over my phone cord, skinning my knee and stubbing my toe really hard. Ouch.
Comcast failed to expedite the work order to shut off my cable, so I watched reruns of The Closer. (This past weekend, they finally annoyed me enough & I told them to cancel my service.)
I'm going to take two aspirin and go to bed.
Today's earrings: alligators, zodiacs
Bedtime reading: Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
Friday, October 9, 2009
Sushi at Ebisu
In honor of b2's birthday, we ate good sushi. It was most delicious.
Today's earrings: drums, other drums
Bedtime reading: Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
Today's earrings: drums, other drums
Bedtime reading: Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Did the walk-through
The place is a lot smaller than I remembered. I am going to have to do some major pruning. Long term, I'd want to get a carpenter to build shelves above the windows up to the ceiling, and install a library ladder. In any case, there's no place to put my beloved tall bookcase. Anyone want a bookcase that's four feet wide, eight feet high, and shelved for pocket books? Maybe I can stash it in the basement. And what do I do with the books in the mean time? This is going to be a challenge.
But, omg people, did you check out that view?
Today's earrings: cups, chickens
Bedtime reading: Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
But, omg people, did you check out that view?
Today's earrings: cups, chickens
Bedtime reading: Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
The bubbles have stopped.
For now, anyway. Still time to move.
Today's earrings: bees, mailboxes
Bedtime reading: Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
Today's earrings: bees, mailboxes
Bedtime reading: Going Postal, Terry Pratchett
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Zeitgeist
Last night my toilet started blowing bubbles. This morning while I was in the shower it really went to town. Google suggests the cause is likely a partially obstructed sewer line. I put a call in to my landlord. What time is it? Time to move!
In other news, tonight's episode of Sons of Anarchy passed the Bechdel Test in the first half hour. Hey, neat! I thought. Then I remembered that, while I like some of the actors, I don't like most of the characters, and changed the channel.
Today's earrings: owls, trees
Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald
In other news, tonight's episode of Sons of Anarchy passed the Bechdel Test in the first half hour. Hey, neat! I thought. Then I remembered that, while I like some of the actors, I don't like most of the characters, and changed the channel.
Today's earrings: owls, trees
Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald
Monday, October 5, 2009
Earrings by mail
It's extremely convenient.
Today's earrings: pineapples, shells
Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald
Today's earrings: pineapples, shells
Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Let's Go To The Mall
Yet another group of good-hearted people humored me while I stared at the windows of an apartment I don't live in. Then we had dim sum, and they lent me a camera. (Thank you, good-hearted people!) At the mall, they bought clothes, I bought a magazine.
Today's earrings: turtles, cameras
Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald
Today's earrings: turtles, cameras
Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald
Friday, October 2, 2009
'tis Friday
And that's about all that happened today.
Today's earrings: pigs, citrine drops
Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald
Today's earrings: pigs, citrine drops
Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Drinks with Elks
Drinks at the Elks Club with the guys. After, we went down to Market and I pointed out The Apartment. They were talking housewarming presents; I just stared soulfully into its windows...
Today's earrings: flies, fish
Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald
Today's earrings: flies, fish
Bedtime reading: The Girl in the Plain Brown Wrapper, John D. MacDonald
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