I'm heading back east - to NYC, Boston and DC until around New Year's. I'm going to have to learn how to parallel park and swear all over again. I've been asking Jenny to make fun of me more so that I can get back a thicker skin.
I might not be updating here a lot over those weeks, but keep an eye on my Flickr account for some fun photos.
Have an awesome holiday season, yall. Overindulge without remorse and smooch under the mistletoe.
Some of you know, I used to work in a record store. The kids who came in were, for the most part, bedroom dj's - that particular brand of DJ who are music snobs to the Nth power, who consider their taste superior, but are, sometimes, interesting to hear. The bedroom DJ spends all their money on records that 5 people will hear.
It's been a while since yall heard one of my stories of Things I Do That Are Dumb, hasn't it?
Well, I moved this weekend. And let me tell you, I'm never doing this without movers ever again. The books alone are worth the price of having two burly dudes come late, overcharge me, break things, and leave well-tipped. Movers, I love you. Kisses! Next time, overcharge me for another hour - I DON'T CARE. I got to keep all my friends and I was done in three hours.
I also got a new bed frame from Ikea. And so I am putting it together, by myself, with power tools, because I am She-Ra Woman Power. Except a lot of those little bolts and screws are missing. And so I hike down Clement to the hardware store, pick up more bolts, and then they ALMOST work, like, are just a teensy tinsy bit smaller than is comfortable for putting my whole ding-dang bed together. But I improvise! And then I hit the last bit, which is of course a screw that will not go in, and I try and try and it's getting dark, and I try some more, and the super-nifty cordless screwdriver is making a noise, and the dog is all "shut up already", and I touch the screw to wiggle it back and forth to see why it won't just do its screwy little job and hold the darn frame together already and OW OW OW THE SCREW HAS MELTED.
My fingertips are all shiny now, though. AND! the bed is together. Let's see if the bolts hold, and maybe I won't crash to the floor in the middle of the night.