February 2nd, 2005

running, bomb tech


Today (Tuesday), I did stuff, and did stuff, and did stuff, and really feel still like I didn't get much done, except I did get more things in boxes, get the apartment swapover process started, get a few of Marx's bill collectors informed that he does NOT live here anymore, quit the fuck calling, arranged for a glorious boxing-shit-up session with Sis on Thursday, and got a few more boxes of Marx's stuff off to him.

Oh, and he found the silverware. Yay.

I think the next big thing to get boxed up should be the books, because I have a decently large collection of same.

Books. Clothes. Electronics. Pantry items. Kitchenwares. My bar. Filed papers. Toiletries. AGH!

...exhaustion was such that I wound up not posting this last night, it seems.
Santa Lucia, Ritual, _schools16931

Happy Imbolc! Knock up a sheep! Pass the decongestants!

This is one of the holidays that was passed over when I was a kid, so I really have no emotional attachment to it. nalidoll, having done her research, informs us that the roots of the holiday are actually about lactating and pregnant sheep.

It's definitely spring in Arizona. I don't mark the year by my sheep, having no actual sheep, but the tree at the junction of paths by the weight room and swimming pool is in heavy bloom, and will continue to shed small white blossoms throughout its blooming season.

My nose and sinuses inform me that yes, this is Tree Bukkake Season, and I'd best stay on top of my allergy medicine and decongestants, because the alternative will be painful and disgusting.
Soon, the trees with the bright purple-blue flowers will be spreading their pollen all over the air. I love the color of the blossoms -- they're so vivid and unexpected to me -- but I could do without the pollen. I have never been able to remember the name of the tree, but if it blooms, I'm probably allergic to it.
running, bomb tech

Writing Group

Some new people here tonight. Mea Culpa's here, J, azwriter, easalle, a new girl "I", and then M, our token 14-year-old.

Warning: freshstartwrite may contain some adult content.

M read the beginnings of something showing Tolkien influences. Hooray for teenagers!

"I" read a wacked-out story about this bizarre character who went by the name "Action". We were dying laughing and seriously in awe.

azwriter had some format troubles with MS Word vs. WordPerfect.

Now we're doing a writing exercise. Hooray, writing exercises.