February 28th, 2005

running, bomb tech

Willow House

I've been without internet for almost 24 hours. I've got so very much to say in my head, and so very little coherent words to put on paper.

The computer was the last thing out of the old apartment and the last thing in to the new apartment. When I got Thalia through the door, I declared, "This apartment is now a home." There was much giggling and unpacking and silliness.

I had an unexpected prompt to examine who, exactly, I ought to be a cleric of, based on my clerical skills. So I started going over my clerical skills. "Let's see... I listen to people, I have these divinitory insights, and ... oh, fuck." I started laughing and hid under a blanket and wouldn't come out for a while.

Turns out that while Eris and Aphrodite may not be speaking to each other very often, they're both talking to me. Oy vey?

I got paperwork done this afternoon, and got a surprising amount of stuff put away. I'm feeling surprisingly adult through all this. I'm 24 years old, I've been raising a child for the past four years, I'm holding down a decent job with a shiny-new supervisory position (yikes!), and I've got more steady writing done in the past while than in a long time.

My head's falling apart right now, and I can't focus on anything. I've been 'net-deprived all day, and I've had posts brewing to type up and queue, but Thalia hasn't been booted up all day, and I've not been productive all day.

I should probably be over helping dustraven and trystan_laryssa, but I haven't gotten up the non-pain in the legs or the motivation to do that. I probably need to get back home, because I have a lot of unpacking to do.
Azzcalm, Quiet

Home, sweet home

Before coming over to the Willow House today, I dropped off Utena with easalle. I was strangely reluctant to leave the apartment, but I'm really glad that I got a chance to get online and clean out the inbox and spam folders.

"You could have called me," she pointed out.
"On what phone?"
"Good point."
"And also, with what address book? The thing about me living on the internet -- until Friday, I'm homeless."

Maybe this time I'll actually start living in the place that I'm inhabiting. I've already got people coming over randomly. Maybe I'll start being more social. Darkside and Figment need to meet each other, clearly. Figment and the gaming crowd from work need to meet easalle's people.

And I'd better get back to the apartment to keep putting things away.
  • Current Music
    some acoustic guitarist at the Willow House murdering good songs
running, bomb tech

Good news

wiseheron is leaving her husband. The whole situation is dreadfully complicated, but she was/is in a bad situation, and is finally getting out of it. Any help of good energy/good thoughts/paypal is appreciated. She thanks y'all who have been helping.

Rhi, I'll be lighting a candle for you when I get home. My brain's kinda foggy, but I can at least do that.