Fragmentary minutia

[slipjig3]

Turned in the keys to the old place, after hacking at the tub with a Mr. Clean Magic Eraser and inhaling rather more Easy-Off than is healthy. The raking cough lingers, but at least the pack mule experience of moving is finally over. Woohoo!

Also today, I dropped off the rent payment, window-shopped at a Hollywood Video that's going under, picked up the latest issue of Games (which I have something in), and ate a toasted bagel with lox and cream cheese, which I'd been craving since fiddle_dragon brought up the topic during a chat this morning.

And then there was work. We'll leave that one alone, thanks.

Apropos of nothing, someone made a working printer out of Legos and a felt-tip pen. Rawk. Also, as brought to my attention by hughcasey, it seems that according to a 1992 survey, one out of every five librarians admits to having engaged in sexual activities in the stacks. This leaves me (a) not in the slightest bit surprised and (b) jealous as all hell. (I have yet to meet anyone who ever got to wander the grad library stacks at UIUC who didn't fantasize at least once.)

Comments

[oneagain.livejournal.com]

Glad it's over. Hope you recover from moving straight away. It tends to take me awhile.