I am, as is immediately obvious to anyone reading this journal, atypical in many ways. It thereby follows that the standards to which I judge myself are likewise atypical. I am happy, because I have just achieved a personal metric that I've been striving for; specifically, I have reached the point where, when floating on my back in a pool, I need ( Read more... )

As mentioned earlier, I recently finished Gardens of the Moon, by Steven Erikson. Here are some ways it failed to impress me.

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It is the first of the month, and a round of payments to my various service providers were just made, both in check and electronically. I note, with some amusement, that while certain portions of my job are tedious, it is handy to need to have memorized that the routing number for Suntrust is 053100465, for instance ( Read more... )

So, my attempt to install drywall anchors went not so well. My leftmost anchor is in slightly crooked, and I discovered that when installing inch-and-a-half deep anchors, it's important to check for studs for the full depth of the anchor. The end result is that I have an inch-deep hole in the drywall butting up against wood ( Read more... )

So, now that I am a homeowner and no longer renting, I am now personally responsible for the upkeep, maintenance, and improvement of my domicile. The first thing that I am setting out to do is to put up drapes, because while I personally don't much care if I neighbors espy me wandering from shower to closet, I'm guessing the neighbors themselves ( Read more... )

I can has have Internet successfully hooked up at the new place. It feels homey already.

Also, addendum and correction to my previous entry: Thanks very much to my helper[b]s[/b], JP, Michael, and my parents.

I closed on my townhome today. (Mostly. Sort of. Friggin' incompetent lending agency. Need to go in tomorrow to sign amended paperwork.) But I paid my down payment and closing costs, have the keys, and am mostly moved in. Am now moving my computer. If all goes according to plan, will have internet access hooked up tomorrow evening ( Read more... )

One of the not-enjoyed-enough little pleasures in life is the moment of sudden realization that you're not obligated to do something that you thought you were obligated to do. Just had one of those as I was dressing for work this morning.

Pants probably will be involved at some point today, but not my work pants.

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