Babble

I forgot to categorize it. Might mean something. Probably doesn’t.

Moving, Moving, Moving

Today was the day.  Get it all out or abandon it forever, today was the day everything had to be done at the old apartment. Hope went to bed at 11:30.  Bly and I weren’t far behind. Oh yeah.  Tomorrow is going to be fun.

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I Have a Dresser!

Well, I’ve had a dresser.  Bought it a year and a half ago.  It’s just that until tonight, it’s been in pieces.  In a box. Stop laughing.  I had good reason. No, really.  See, I bought it and shoved it up the stairs at the old apartment, and it sat for a while in my

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Moving Me

They want to move me out of my office.  But I don’t wanna be in the main office! Sigh. Getting back into the swing of working is hugely difficult this year.  If we were done moving, it would be better.  If there weren’t so many new people, it would be better.  If there weren’t several

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Back to Work

I made it!  Stumbled in a few minutes late, but I made it! And, boy, am I sorry.  Bleh.  Who the hell left all this crap in my office?  Last week it was cleaned out and pretty, but this week the custodians brought all the crap back… Sigh.

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One of Those Days

Last night I went into my room to go to bed and discovered someone thought my Madagascar Dragon Tree was a litterbox, and knocked it over trying to use it.  I growled and swore and cleaned it up and went to bed. I woke up at a quarter of five.  That’s okay, I’ve been sleeping

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Errands Are Fun

Not. But visiting BJ was.  We had a good talk over lunch, then I went to get some stuff done.  The realty company took forever, the bank only slightly long, the grocery store alone was a breeze. Then I came home and wrote.  Yay!!!  Only three paragraphs on a fanfic, but it was writing.  And

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Working Bly

We didn’t get nearly enough done this weekend, so Bly had to go to the other house to work today.  It’s really weird having the house to myself after nearly two months of her around all the time.  We tell each other regularly–we can’t believe we don’t want to kill each other.  Yes, we’re good

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