Trips.

So, there was Movement on Monday, work on Tuesday, job interview and Lansing on Wednesday, and Gaylord on Thursday.

HOLY CRAP.

Gaylord was much fun. Aluminum foil and grease fires whilst grilling are invigorating! Also, ‘s child is excellent at throwing things on the floor and banging on tables. Somehow, I related. ;)

And now tonight and tomorrow night are pretty full. I think I’m going to sit around the house Sunday night and do little things like CLEAN the apartment… maybe some vacuuming… maybe some of the dreaded dusting. The place really needs it… and some organizing. Some of the things that I think we should get on my next paycheck, now that are sharing a living space:

– One of those bathroom shelf things. There’s not enough room on the tub for our shampoos, conditioners, and for the soap to not melt away whenever I take a long shower.
– Serious coax cabling. , , , ? I wonder what we can appropriate at what kind of discount from our employer… Need to get the TV and such on the other side of the living room than the cable jack.
– Chairs. Four or so for the kitchen/science table and one more for the computer room. I’m thinking of heading to UofM surplus for this, and other little sundries. If I could only remember where it was… heh.

More updatin’ and catchin’ up.

I am triple-booked for tomorrow night. That’s right.

– Amy’s game.
– Chiasm show in Hamtramck.
and ‘s birthday party.

Sum’bitch. Maybe I should pull those odds and ends back together and dust out my noggin’. Sheesh. Most defninite happy belateds to .

I’m heading out to ‘s place tonight to meet up with him and so that we can bang our heads together on our respective writing techniques and such. I’m a bit nervous, as I’ll be with two brilliant people, one with a degree that says he knows how to write. I don’t doubt that I’m talented, I’m just getting used to how this “writer” title fits, I think.

I’m putting a letter to in the mail today. See what you get when you write me back? More letters! :)

I have china!

So, my forehead finished peeling yesterday and my nose is peeling today. Sunburn at Movement. Which was FUN. Not to mention the phenominal music I picked up.

Allergies are stronger this year than I remember, but they usually fade by the afternoon… or a few hours after I wake up, whichever comes last.

Comcast bought me lunch today. Actually, they bought the whole call center lunch, but whatevah.

‘s brother is doing well in the hospital, as is her grandmother. Crises seem to be blowing over. *crosses fingers* She said something so very wise about little things yesterday, and my whole outlook for today is better.

SBJ, am I behind in my LJ friends’ page. Many little updates today, most likely. First off, my interview on Wednesday.

Bombed. Totally sux0red. They pwn3d me.

And yet, I came away feeling happy. Ah, well. Now I’m filling out a Show of Interest form for a Senior TSS position here. How chuckle-worthy is that?

Horoscope

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): In his book *The Gulag Archipelago,* Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn documents the Soviet Union’s oppression of many ethnic groups between 1918 and 1956. “Only one nation would not give in, nor acquire the mental habits of submission,” he noted. “These were the Chechens. They never sought to please, to ingratiate themselves with the bosses . . . No one could stop them from living as they did.” I don’t mean to imply that the manipulative pressures coming to bear on you, Taurus, are anywhere near as severe as what the Chechens experienced. In fact, your version might be rather covert or subtle. But I urge you, nevertheless, to stand up in defense of your independent spirit with a Chechen-like clarity and ferocity.

Something to do…

Hey and ! Amy (aka The Wyrm) relayed this to me:

7-9 p.m.
Ann Arbor Area Writer’s Group : Arborland Borders.Every Tuesday. Local writers invited to bring samples of their writing to read and discuss. Observers welcome. Borders art & architecture section, 3527 Washtenaw. Free.