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Little bits of catching up on the upcoming New Hampshire move and other miscellanea:
* Packing, packing, packing.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
figmentj is doing the vast majority of the cramming-things-in-boxes part, whilst I'm covering the hauling of large objects and projects such as excavating my car. (If you've seen my car, you'll know that this was a project that called for a combination of backhoes, Napalm and some questionable hiring practices.)
* Job hunting, job hunting, job hunting. Scary as hell. Onward, ever onward.
* We went up to Gilsum to pick up the keys and move the first few items into the cabin to Claim Our Space. Offices have been assigned, tentative layouts have been mapped out, measurements have been taken, and resident spiders the size of Chips Ahoy have been met. Well, okay, one. One mutant spider. I'll be the one locked in the bedroom, sleeping with the lights on with a baseball bat under my pillow.
* Keene is a pretty sizable and nifty town, and only ten minutes away. Gilsum is a flyspeck, but here's the thing: "downtown" Gilsum consists of a post office, an honest-to-gods general store, and a war memorial, and yet while we were there we saw no fewer than 15 or 20 people stroll through.
* We finally watched Sunset Blvd. the other night. J'adore. I want to be a drag queen just so I can do Norma Desmond.
* Thanks to two years of overheating, the rubber base to my laptop has finally fallen off. This parallels my car, which now has so many things broken with it that it's started randomly fixing things just to perpetuate the randomness.
* Pants are still evil.
* Packing, packing, packing.
figmentj is doing the vast majority of the cramming-things-in-boxes part, whilst I'm covering the hauling of large objects and projects such as excavating my car. (If you've seen my car, you'll know that this was a project that called for a combination of backhoes, Napalm and some questionable hiring practices.)* Job hunting, job hunting, job hunting. Scary as hell. Onward, ever onward.
* We went up to Gilsum to pick up the keys and move the first few items into the cabin to Claim Our Space. Offices have been assigned, tentative layouts have been mapped out, measurements have been taken, and resident spiders the size of Chips Ahoy have been met. Well, okay, one. One mutant spider. I'll be the one locked in the bedroom, sleeping with the lights on with a baseball bat under my pillow.
* Keene is a pretty sizable and nifty town, and only ten minutes away. Gilsum is a flyspeck, but here's the thing: "downtown" Gilsum consists of a post office, an honest-to-gods general store, and a war memorial, and yet while we were there we saw no fewer than 15 or 20 people stroll through.
* We finally watched Sunset Blvd. the other night. J'adore. I want to be a drag queen just so I can do Norma Desmond.
* Thanks to two years of overheating, the rubber base to my laptop has finally fallen off. This parallels my car, which now has so many things broken with it that it's started randomly fixing things just to perpetuate the randomness.
* Pants are still evil.
