Daily Archives: 18 July 2006


Well, I sent out my Mixmania! cd on Monday, two days late, because I didn’t think the post office would be open on Saturday. Turns out I was wrong, gack. I must admit, I don’t feel too good about this one, I was never able to give it the attention it deserved. Bummer.

We took Georg, the bfil (that’s my best friend-in-law, i.e. DrBob’s best friend) to see the two houses we are seriously considering. We’ve had our, ahem, differences, in the past, but I do at least try to be honest about his strengths, and he does have a good eye for houses.

He likes the one I like. The one that I think is a characterless box in a zombie-Stepford neighborhood? He thinks it’s a characterless box in a zombie-Stepford neighborhood. I was all set to respect his opinion and give up on the Mr Fisher house if he said it was basically a big wad of dry-rot that just hadn’t gotten around to collapsing yet but would any minute, and by the way, what the hell is with the alligators in the basement, I really was. But he likes it, and he didn’t see any alligators, and he thinks we should make an offer.


Which we will, just as soon as we are absolutely, 100% sure there will be actual money coming in, on the sale of my mother’s house.

The kitchen is dark. Really quite dark. That’s because there’s not a lot of light coming in, because the window has all these BIG, GIANT TREES in front of it. Yes! Actual, grown-up trees! Trees! I like trees. Anyway, I have thrown up some photos, totally disorganized and all, maybe I’ll make it all nice later, but for now, this’ll have to do: house.

Also? I worked today. My co-worker calls it ant-work, what we’re doing now. One tedious fiddly task that requires careful attention and must be done approximately 841,000,000 more times by the end of the month. And I’ll be working tomorrow and the next day, which will totally fry my brain, so if I blog before Friday, it’ll probably be a lot like “fabble gleep? B-fwaeh, halebidada.”

Song du jour of the day: My Bloody Valentine. Swallow.