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I have exciting photos I will be posting later, plus a huge backlog of cocktails, including a drink I made last night that was so good it ought to be framed. I actually got my mother to gush over a vodka drink, people!
Anyway, had a nice weekend, nice Father's Day, not very eventful but very productive. I love just being out in the garden in the sun planting things and doing things.
There's also this hill in the yard, between the garden and the house. It's not a very steep hill, more of a gentle roll. But it is just steep enough. For what, do you ask? Well, I'm sure many of you (those of you who encountered hills in your childhood) have done the thing where you lie at the top of a hill, and start rolling, and the inertia brings you down to the bottom, so that were it snowing and you were in a cartoon, you would be in the center of a giant snowball, but really, it's like a fun ride with resulting exciting bruises?
I did that! Yes, I did. I rolled from the top of the hill to the bottom and it was exhilarating. And worth the bruised hip bones, oh yes.
Today I had a very nice Madison Square Lunch, with many lovely people as usual, and I had some nice saag paneer with rice.
After work, I had a very productive therapist session. It was really nice and positive and exciting and I may post about some of that conversation later.
Anyway, then I came home...to an apartment that was fragant with Eau De Gas. I couldn't get hold of my super. Now, I've never had to call the super for anything, although I have run into him in the halls a couple times when I needed something and he's been very responsive. So imagine my surprise when I call the number posted in our foyer and...it's disconnected. I went down and knocked on his door for a bit, and only his dog answered, so I called Con Edison (our gas provider). I had to wait outdoors for the Con Ed rep to show up, but it only took 20 minutes, so enough time for me to run and get a kombucha and sit on my stoop waiting. The lady Con Ed sent out was lovely, and very friendly and helpful and she turned off the gas valve and tagged my stove as whatever the equivalent of condemned would be for gas stoves, so now I have to call my landlord and request a new stove, I guess?
Hooray!
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therealljidol week! There are only eight people left.
I wrote a story about fictional bluestockings that is slightly inspired by one of my ancestors! But only slightly.
There are only eight entries this week, so I will just quickly tell you what they are all about under the cut!
( About my fine LJ Idol Pals )
You can also vote in the poll for your favorites! So do that! If you would like to vote for me, I am![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
the_vernacular, as always.
[Poll #1753938]
Wow these entries were all kinda awesome. Squee.
Oh, also, I have an appointment for a consult for my next tattoo! Eeeee I am getting bees.
Oh, and also also, crap, I just realized the dinner I have for tonight requires a stove. Tea, you should not have waited until 11pm to dinner!
Anyway, had a nice weekend, nice Father's Day, not very eventful but very productive. I love just being out in the garden in the sun planting things and doing things.
There's also this hill in the yard, between the garden and the house. It's not a very steep hill, more of a gentle roll. But it is just steep enough. For what, do you ask? Well, I'm sure many of you (those of you who encountered hills in your childhood) have done the thing where you lie at the top of a hill, and start rolling, and the inertia brings you down to the bottom, so that were it snowing and you were in a cartoon, you would be in the center of a giant snowball, but really, it's like a fun ride with resulting exciting bruises?
I did that! Yes, I did. I rolled from the top of the hill to the bottom and it was exhilarating. And worth the bruised hip bones, oh yes.
Today I had a very nice Madison Square Lunch, with many lovely people as usual, and I had some nice saag paneer with rice.
After work, I had a very productive therapist session. It was really nice and positive and exciting and I may post about some of that conversation later.
Anyway, then I came home...to an apartment that was fragant with Eau De Gas. I couldn't get hold of my super. Now, I've never had to call the super for anything, although I have run into him in the halls a couple times when I needed something and he's been very responsive. So imagine my surprise when I call the number posted in our foyer and...it's disconnected. I went down and knocked on his door for a bit, and only his dog answered, so I called Con Edison (our gas provider). I had to wait outdoors for the Con Ed rep to show up, but it only took 20 minutes, so enough time for me to run and get a kombucha and sit on my stoop waiting. The lady Con Ed sent out was lovely, and very friendly and helpful and she turned off the gas valve and tagged my stove as whatever the equivalent of condemned would be for gas stoves, so now I have to call my landlord and request a new stove, I guess?
Hooray!
It's another
therealljidol week! There are only eight people left. I wrote a story about fictional bluestockings that is slightly inspired by one of my ancestors! But only slightly.
There are only eight entries this week, so I will just quickly tell you what they are all about under the cut!
( About my fine LJ Idol Pals )
You can also vote in the poll for your favorites! So do that! If you would like to vote for me, I am
the_vernacular, as always.[Poll #1753938]
Wow these entries were all kinda awesome. Squee.
Oh, also, I have an appointment for a consult for my next tattoo! Eeeee I am getting bees.
Oh, and also also, crap, I just realized the dinner I have for tonight requires a stove. Tea, you should not have waited until 11pm to dinner!
I have exciting photos I will be posting later, plus a huge backlog of cocktails, including a drink I made last night that was so good it ought to be framed. I actually got my mother to gush over a vodka drink, people!
Anyway, had a nice weekend, nice Father's Day, not very eventful but very productive. I love just being out in the garden in the sun planting things and doing things.
There's also this hill in the yard, between the garden and the house. It's not a very steep hill, more of a gentle roll. But it is just steep enough. For what, do you ask? Well, I'm sure many of you (those of you who encountered hills in your childhood) have done the thing where you lie at the top of a hill, and start rolling, and the inertia brings you down to the bottom, so that were it snowing and you were in a cartoon, you would be in the center of a giant snowball, but really, it's like a fun ride with resulting exciting bruises?
I did that! Yes, I did. I rolled from the top of the hill to the bottom and it was exhilarating. And worth the bruised hip bones, oh yes.
Today I had a very nice Madison Square Lunch, with many lovely people as usual, and I had some nice saag paneer with rice.
After work, I had a very productive therapist session. It was really nice and positive and exciting and I may post about some of that conversation later.
Anyway, then I came home...to an apartment that was fragant with Eau De Gas. I couldn't get hold of my super. Now, I've never had to call the super for anything, although I have run into him in the halls a couple times when I needed something and he's been very responsive. So imagine my surprise when I call the number posted in our foyer and...it's disconnected. I went down and knocked on his door for a bit, and only his dog answered, so I called Con Edison (our gas provider). I had to wait outdoors for the Con Ed rep to show up, but it only took 20 minutes, so enough time for me to run and get a kombucha and sit on my stoop waiting. The lady Con Ed sent out was lovely, and very friendly and helpful and she turned off the gas valve and tagged my stove as whatever the equivalent of condemned would be for gas stoves, so now I have to call my landlord and request a new stove, I guess?
Hooray!
It's anothertherealljidol week! There are only eight people left.
I wrote a story about fictional bluestockings that is slightly inspired by one of my ancestors! But only slightly.
There are only eight entries this week, so I will just quickly tell you what they are all about under the cut!
( About my fine LJ Idol Pals )
You can also vote in the poll for your favorites! So do that! If you would like to vote for me, I amthe_vernacular, as always.
[Poll #1753938]
Wow these entries were all kinda awesome. Squee.
Oh, also, I have an appointment for a consult for my next tattoo! Eeeee I am getting bees.
Oh, and also also, crap, I just realized the dinner I have for tonight requires a stove. Tea, you should not have waited until 11pm to dinner!
Anyway, had a nice weekend, nice Father's Day, not very eventful but very productive. I love just being out in the garden in the sun planting things and doing things.
There's also this hill in the yard, between the garden and the house. It's not a very steep hill, more of a gentle roll. But it is just steep enough. For what, do you ask? Well, I'm sure many of you (those of you who encountered hills in your childhood) have done the thing where you lie at the top of a hill, and start rolling, and the inertia brings you down to the bottom, so that were it snowing and you were in a cartoon, you would be in the center of a giant snowball, but really, it's like a fun ride with resulting exciting bruises?
I did that! Yes, I did. I rolled from the top of the hill to the bottom and it was exhilarating. And worth the bruised hip bones, oh yes.
Today I had a very nice Madison Square Lunch, with many lovely people as usual, and I had some nice saag paneer with rice.
After work, I had a very productive therapist session. It was really nice and positive and exciting and I may post about some of that conversation later.
Anyway, then I came home...to an apartment that was fragant with Eau De Gas. I couldn't get hold of my super. Now, I've never had to call the super for anything, although I have run into him in the halls a couple times when I needed something and he's been very responsive. So imagine my surprise when I call the number posted in our foyer and...it's disconnected. I went down and knocked on his door for a bit, and only his dog answered, so I called Con Edison (our gas provider). I had to wait outdoors for the Con Ed rep to show up, but it only took 20 minutes, so enough time for me to run and get a kombucha and sit on my stoop waiting. The lady Con Ed sent out was lovely, and very friendly and helpful and she turned off the gas valve and tagged my stove as whatever the equivalent of condemned would be for gas stoves, so now I have to call my landlord and request a new stove, I guess?
Hooray!
It's another
therealljidol week! There are only eight people left. I wrote a story about fictional bluestockings that is slightly inspired by one of my ancestors! But only slightly.
There are only eight entries this week, so I will just quickly tell you what they are all about under the cut!
( About my fine LJ Idol Pals )
You can also vote in the poll for your favorites! So do that! If you would like to vote for me, I am
the_vernacular, as always.[Poll #1753938]
Wow these entries were all kinda awesome. Squee.
Oh, also, I have an appointment for a consult for my next tattoo! Eeeee I am getting bees.
Oh, and also also, crap, I just realized the dinner I have for tonight requires a stove. Tea, you should not have waited until 11pm to dinner!
I have exciting photos I will be posting later, plus a huge backlog of cocktails, including a drink I made last night that was so good it ought to be framed. I actually got my mother to gush over a vodka drink, people!
Anyway, had a nice weekend, nice Father's Day, not very eventful but very productive. I love just being out in the garden in the sun planting things and doing things.
There's also this hill in the yard, between the garden and the house. It's not a very steep hill, more of a gentle roll. But it is just steep enough. For what, do you ask? Well, I'm sure many of you (those of you who encountered hills in your childhood) have done the thing where you lie at the top of a hill, and start rolling, and the inertia brings you down to the bottom, so that were it snowing and you were in a cartoon, you would be in the center of a giant snowball, but really, it's like a fun ride with resulting exciting bruises?
I did that! Yes, I did. I rolled from the top of the hill to the bottom and it was exhilarating. And worth the bruised hip bones, oh yes.
Today I had a very nice Madison Square Lunch, with many lovely people as usual, and I had some nice saag paneer with rice.
After work, I had a very productive therapist session. It was really nice and positive and exciting and I may post about some of that conversation later.
Anyway, then I came home...to an apartment that was fragant with Eau De Gas. I couldn't get hold of my super. Now, I've never had to call the super for anything, although I have run into him in the halls a couple times when I needed something and he's been very responsive. So imagine my surprise when I call the number posted in our foyer and...it's disconnected. I went down and knocked on his door for a bit, and only his dog answered, so I called Con Edison (our gas provider). I had to wait outdoors for the Con Ed rep to show up, but it only took 20 minutes, so enough time for me to run and get a kombucha and sit on my stoop waiting. The lady Con Ed sent out was lovely, and very friendly and helpful and she turned off the gas valve and tagged my stove as whatever the equivalent of condemned would be for gas stoves, so now I have to call my landlord and request a new stove, I guess?
Hooray!
It's anothertherealljidol week! There are only eight people left.
I wrote a story about fictional bluestockings that is slightly inspired by one of my ancestors! But only slightly.
There are only eight entries this week, so I will just quickly tell you what they are all about under the cut!
( About my fine LJ Idol Pals )
You can also vote in the poll for your favorites! So do that! If you would like to vote for me, I amthe_vernacular, as always.
[Poll #1753938]
Wow these entries were all kinda awesome. Squee.
Oh, also, I have an appointment for a consult for my next tattoo! Eeeee I am getting bees.
Oh, and also also, crap, I just realized the dinner I have for tonight requires a stove. Tea, you should not have waited until 11pm to dinner!
Anyway, had a nice weekend, nice Father's Day, not very eventful but very productive. I love just being out in the garden in the sun planting things and doing things.
There's also this hill in the yard, between the garden and the house. It's not a very steep hill, more of a gentle roll. But it is just steep enough. For what, do you ask? Well, I'm sure many of you (those of you who encountered hills in your childhood) have done the thing where you lie at the top of a hill, and start rolling, and the inertia brings you down to the bottom, so that were it snowing and you were in a cartoon, you would be in the center of a giant snowball, but really, it's like a fun ride with resulting exciting bruises?
I did that! Yes, I did. I rolled from the top of the hill to the bottom and it was exhilarating. And worth the bruised hip bones, oh yes.
Today I had a very nice Madison Square Lunch, with many lovely people as usual, and I had some nice saag paneer with rice.
After work, I had a very productive therapist session. It was really nice and positive and exciting and I may post about some of that conversation later.
Anyway, then I came home...to an apartment that was fragant with Eau De Gas. I couldn't get hold of my super. Now, I've never had to call the super for anything, although I have run into him in the halls a couple times when I needed something and he's been very responsive. So imagine my surprise when I call the number posted in our foyer and...it's disconnected. I went down and knocked on his door for a bit, and only his dog answered, so I called Con Edison (our gas provider). I had to wait outdoors for the Con Ed rep to show up, but it only took 20 minutes, so enough time for me to run and get a kombucha and sit on my stoop waiting. The lady Con Ed sent out was lovely, and very friendly and helpful and she turned off the gas valve and tagged my stove as whatever the equivalent of condemned would be for gas stoves, so now I have to call my landlord and request a new stove, I guess?
Hooray!
It's another
therealljidol week! There are only eight people left. I wrote a story about fictional bluestockings that is slightly inspired by one of my ancestors! But only slightly.
There are only eight entries this week, so I will just quickly tell you what they are all about under the cut!
( About my fine LJ Idol Pals )
You can also vote in the poll for your favorites! So do that! If you would like to vote for me, I am
the_vernacular, as always.[Poll #1753938]
Wow these entries were all kinda awesome. Squee.
Oh, also, I have an appointment for a consult for my next tattoo! Eeeee I am getting bees.
Oh, and also also, crap, I just realized the dinner I have for tonight requires a stove. Tea, you should not have waited until 11pm to dinner!
Done/To Do
Aug. 19th, 2008 02:24 amI packed everything in my bathroom but the essentials!
I packed my books and took apart my bookshelves. I cleaned out my electrical doodads and started work on my desk. I packed my shoes and all my belts and many accessories. I packed my sewing machine and my scanner.
Dishes are the main big thing that needs to get done. I will do those tomorrow withcacophonesque because I think dishes are easy for someone else to help pack.
I bought two air conditioners, which will be installed on Friday. My cable is also coming on Friday.
I have a request: I am thinking about doing Big Brother/Big Sister, and I need people who know me IRL and "know my living situation" to act as references. I don't need very many, but they don't need to be professional references, just people who socialize with me and can say I am reliable and responsible enough to mentor a kid. Any takers?
You may also have read incacophonesque's journal that we are planning to get tattoos together. I love this plan because it will actually light a fire under my ass so I do it (I've been 'planning' to do it for over a year and it was supposed to be last year's birthday present). I am going to get this on my left ankle.
If I like it, I have two other ones planned-ish. I want to get "The World is Quiet Here," probably on the back of my neck, right on the base of my scalp where my hair will cover it up, and finally, I want to get a Fancy Chicken done up like a piece of Hokusai art with lots of bright colors on my right shoulder.
(No, I don't totally get ahead of myself).
I should go to sleep. I meant to go to sleep but then I got thinky. Nighty nighty loveys. Three days and I will be in a new apartment.
I packed my books and took apart my bookshelves. I cleaned out my electrical doodads and started work on my desk. I packed my shoes and all my belts and many accessories. I packed my sewing machine and my scanner.
Dishes are the main big thing that needs to get done. I will do those tomorrow with
cacophonesque because I think dishes are easy for someone else to help pack.I bought two air conditioners, which will be installed on Friday. My cable is also coming on Friday.
I have a request: I am thinking about doing Big Brother/Big Sister, and I need people who know me IRL and "know my living situation" to act as references. I don't need very many, but they don't need to be professional references, just people who socialize with me and can say I am reliable and responsible enough to mentor a kid. Any takers?
You may also have read in
cacophonesque's journal that we are planning to get tattoos together. I love this plan because it will actually light a fire under my ass so I do it (I've been 'planning' to do it for over a year and it was supposed to be last year's birthday present). I am going to get this on my left ankle.If I like it, I have two other ones planned-ish. I want to get "The World is Quiet Here," probably on the back of my neck, right on the base of my scalp where my hair will cover it up, and finally, I want to get a Fancy Chicken done up like a piece of Hokusai art with lots of bright colors on my right shoulder.
(No, I don't totally get ahead of myself).
I should go to sleep. I meant to go to sleep but then I got thinky. Nighty nighty loveys. Three days and I will be in a new apartment.
Done/To Do
Aug. 19th, 2008 02:24 amI packed everything in my bathroom but the essentials!
I packed my books and took apart my bookshelves. I cleaned out my electrical doodads and started work on my desk. I packed my shoes and all my belts and many accessories. I packed my sewing machine and my scanner.
Dishes are the main big thing that needs to get done. I will do those tomorrow withcacophonesque because I think dishes are easy for someone else to help pack.
I bought two air conditioners, which will be installed on Friday. My cable is also coming on Friday.
I have a request: I am thinking about doing Big Brother/Big Sister, and I need people who know me IRL and "know my living situation" to act as references. I don't need very many, but they don't need to be professional references, just people who socialize with me and can say I am reliable and responsible enough to mentor a kid. Any takers?
You may also have read incacophonesque's journal that we are planning to get tattoos together. I love this plan because it will actually light a fire under my ass so I do it (I've been 'planning' to do it for over a year and it was supposed to be last year's birthday present). I am going to get this on my left ankle.
If I like it, I have two other ones planned-ish. I want to get "The World is Quiet Here," probably on the back of my neck, right on the base of my scalp where my hair will cover it up, and finally, I want to get a Fancy Chicken done up like a piece of Hokusai art with lots of bright colors on my right shoulder.
(No, I don't totally get ahead of myself).
I should go to sleep. I meant to go to sleep but then I got thinky. Nighty nighty loveys. Three days and I will be in a new apartment.
I packed my books and took apart my bookshelves. I cleaned out my electrical doodads and started work on my desk. I packed my shoes and all my belts and many accessories. I packed my sewing machine and my scanner.
Dishes are the main big thing that needs to get done. I will do those tomorrow with
cacophonesque because I think dishes are easy for someone else to help pack.I bought two air conditioners, which will be installed on Friday. My cable is also coming on Friday.
I have a request: I am thinking about doing Big Brother/Big Sister, and I need people who know me IRL and "know my living situation" to act as references. I don't need very many, but they don't need to be professional references, just people who socialize with me and can say I am reliable and responsible enough to mentor a kid. Any takers?
You may also have read in
cacophonesque's journal that we are planning to get tattoos together. I love this plan because it will actually light a fire under my ass so I do it (I've been 'planning' to do it for over a year and it was supposed to be last year's birthday present). I am going to get this on my left ankle.If I like it, I have two other ones planned-ish. I want to get "The World is Quiet Here," probably on the back of my neck, right on the base of my scalp where my hair will cover it up, and finally, I want to get a Fancy Chicken done up like a piece of Hokusai art with lots of bright colors on my right shoulder.
(No, I don't totally get ahead of myself).
I should go to sleep. I meant to go to sleep but then I got thinky. Nighty nighty loveys. Three days and I will be in a new apartment.
Done/To Do
Aug. 19th, 2008 02:24 amI packed everything in my bathroom but the essentials!
I packed my books and took apart my bookshelves. I cleaned out my electrical doodads and started work on my desk. I packed my shoes and all my belts and many accessories. I packed my sewing machine and my scanner.
Dishes are the main big thing that needs to get done. I will do those tomorrow withcacophonesque because I think dishes are easy for someone else to help pack.
I bought two air conditioners, which will be installed on Friday. My cable is also coming on Friday.
I have a request: I am thinking about doing Big Brother/Big Sister, and I need people who know me IRL and "know my living situation" to act as references. I don't need very many, but they don't need to be professional references, just people who socialize with me and can say I am reliable and responsible enough to mentor a kid. Any takers?
You may also have read incacophonesque's journal that we are planning to get tattoos together. I love this plan because it will actually light a fire under my ass so I do it (I've been 'planning' to do it for over a year and it was supposed to be last year's birthday present). I am going to get this on my left ankle.
If I like it, I have two other ones planned-ish. I want to get "The World is Quiet Here," probably on the back of my neck, right on the base of my scalp where my hair will cover it up, and finally, I want to get a Fancy Chicken done up like a piece of Hokusai art with lots of bright colors on my right shoulder.
(No, I don't totally get ahead of myself).
I should go to sleep. I meant to go to sleep but then I got thinky. Nighty nighty loveys. Three days and I will be in a new apartment.
I packed my books and took apart my bookshelves. I cleaned out my electrical doodads and started work on my desk. I packed my shoes and all my belts and many accessories. I packed my sewing machine and my scanner.
Dishes are the main big thing that needs to get done. I will do those tomorrow with
cacophonesque because I think dishes are easy for someone else to help pack.I bought two air conditioners, which will be installed on Friday. My cable is also coming on Friday.
I have a request: I am thinking about doing Big Brother/Big Sister, and I need people who know me IRL and "know my living situation" to act as references. I don't need very many, but they don't need to be professional references, just people who socialize with me and can say I am reliable and responsible enough to mentor a kid. Any takers?
You may also have read in
cacophonesque's journal that we are planning to get tattoos together. I love this plan because it will actually light a fire under my ass so I do it (I've been 'planning' to do it for over a year and it was supposed to be last year's birthday present). I am going to get this on my left ankle.If I like it, I have two other ones planned-ish. I want to get "The World is Quiet Here," probably on the back of my neck, right on the base of my scalp where my hair will cover it up, and finally, I want to get a Fancy Chicken done up like a piece of Hokusai art with lots of bright colors on my right shoulder.
(No, I don't totally get ahead of myself).
I should go to sleep. I meant to go to sleep but then I got thinky. Nighty nighty loveys. Three days and I will be in a new apartment.
