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Yesterday I found a use for the 125 boxes I ordered (of the wrong size!). They make fabulous magazine boxes. Ditto for VHS, which yes, I still have. So I boxed up six of my "Impy has issues and issues devoted to various things" magazine sets, listened to NCIS while doing so, and basically was a bit useless because I didn't want to spend too long up in my room because I'd promised Mums that yesterday would be Birthday Day 2! Only she woke up late (I was making banana bread at the time and needed a judgment call) and then took a nap that lasted quite awhile. Only I didn't know that was going to happen so I kept freaking out about the time I was spending on something other than entertaining Mums. :P
Doing some laundry now, waiting for my soda to get cold so I can make myself something to eat and then pack some more for a few hours. There is something oddly therapeutic in taping up a finished box, although I'll admit that filling them makes me weirdly panicky. My brain keeps shrieking, "but what if you make a mistake?" and 16 year old me just kind of stares. "Dude, do you not remember the fact that I just emptied entire drawers and shelves into boxes and you never unpacked that shit? Really, now. They're magazines. You'll be fine."
Sixteen year old me was pretty friggin' smart. Except for packing. Lazy wench. But she also had help, so... yeah.
...you have got to be kidding me. The status on Postage Stamp went from active to Contingent. Are you serious?
DAMMIT.
Anyway. So. Found a possible listing. Looks interesting though once more I wonder why all these rentals are blue. If you could zap your good thoughts, witchy powers, and other assorted good things towards it saying "pets? Sure! Dogs? The more the merrier! Cats? Fine!" and then having it be The One, I'd be super grateful AND I'd stop nattering on about this. It'd be replaced by moving updates "room one down, fifty to go" and "why do I have so much crap, who wants free stuff?" and finally "z! When you visitin'?" as well as "and this is mah new room. Pictures! Oh, look, a wild Widget appears!"
Don't you want that? Isn't that more fun? I know I can't wait for that. So. I think with our combined Care Bear powers, we can make this happen.
Doing some laundry now, waiting for my soda to get cold so I can make myself something to eat and then pack some more for a few hours. There is something oddly therapeutic in taping up a finished box, although I'll admit that filling them makes me weirdly panicky. My brain keeps shrieking, "but what if you make a mistake?" and 16 year old me just kind of stares. "Dude, do you not remember the fact that I just emptied entire drawers and shelves into boxes and you never unpacked that shit? Really, now. They're magazines. You'll be fine."
Sixteen year old me was pretty friggin' smart. Except for packing. Lazy wench. But she also had help, so... yeah.
...you have got to be kidding me. The status on Postage Stamp went from active to Contingent. Are you serious?
DAMMIT.
Anyway. So. Found a possible listing. Looks interesting though once more I wonder why all these rentals are blue. If you could zap your good thoughts, witchy powers, and other assorted good things towards it saying "pets? Sure! Dogs? The more the merrier! Cats? Fine!" and then having it be The One, I'd be super grateful AND I'd stop nattering on about this. It'd be replaced by moving updates "room one down, fifty to go" and "why do I have so much crap, who wants free stuff?" and finally "z! When you visitin'?" as well as "and this is mah new room. Pictures! Oh, look, a wild Widget appears!"
Don't you want that? Isn't that more fun? I know I can't wait for that. So. I think with our combined Care Bear powers, we can make this happen.
