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jawnbcand as I go I often think "is Stephen Harper smoking crack?" Val-duh-ree, val-duh-rah, val-duh-ree, val-duh-ra-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.
How many sleeps til we get a minority Liberal/NDP government? 3? 4? Can Kennedy Stewart really knock off that hideous dragged queen Hedy Fry in Vancouver Centre? And will SuxkawkWell Day finally come out of his (former interior designer/$100 haircut/Pentecostal preacher) closet--even as he opposes same-sex marriage (he wants to the be bottom of the pig pile, not the blushing bride)?
Today started last night. After socializing with the lovely Marcus and a yummy Afghani dinner, I abandoned![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
querrelle to return to the Drummoyne digs. A few things to pack, a fridge to empty, one less bell to answer, one more fish to fry. I rediscovered the joy of snuggling into a freshly tumble-dried sleeping bag (yay), and the impracticality of trying to sleep on a bed that's 30cm too short--even for a lutain like me. 1-1.5 hour intervals of sleep. At least there was Wi-Fi to camp onto as well.
05h45 fone call from the moving company: OK if we send a 3 person crew for $20 more an hour? Fine, sure.
06h45 BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ "Aye an' Bey Removalist"
06h46 loading of truck. Depart Drummoyne 08h30
09h00 I arrive at Mary Tyler Moore Park Gardens (on me bike). Pick up lift key and grab a flat white to go just as the removalists arrive in their truck @
09h15 start unloading. The van people, get your minds out of the gutter. No, not in the least bit cute. During this time I: hook up washer and put a load in; set up fridge; put together TV stand (VCR, DVD, cable box, TV), dust as much of the furniture off as possible as it's delivered; and calltoneyvr, with whom I've been playing telephone tag all week. He got an A in his first course in his M Ed programme--woot!
11h45 Last box unloaded, papers signed, cash exchange, a little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants.
11h46 Run bath, turn on fridge (must wait 30 minutes after moving), put on dishwasher. Finger lingers around hole during bath. Just for a minute.
12h15 Leave for work via new dry cleaners: better hours and cheaper than Drummoyne.jawnbc very happy.
12h30 Arrive at work, grab lunch, at desk by 13h00.
Overall, I am so completely fucking exhausted. Tonight we fly to Melbourne for Southern HiBearnation. I went solo last year and it was loverly. It shall be loverlier with Mr. Man in tow. Flight tonite at 19h30: what will I wear?????
How many sleeps til we get a minority Liberal/NDP government? 3? 4? Can Kennedy Stewart really knock off that hideous dragged queen Hedy Fry in Vancouver Centre? And will SuxkawkWell Day finally come out of his (former interior designer/$100 haircut/Pentecostal preacher) closet--even as he opposes same-sex marriage (he wants to the be bottom of the pig pile, not the blushing bride)?
Today started last night. After socializing with the lovely Marcus and a yummy Afghani dinner, I abandoned
querrelle to return to the Drummoyne digs. A few things to pack, a fridge to empty, one less bell to answer, one more fish to fry. I rediscovered the joy of snuggling into a freshly tumble-dried sleeping bag (yay), and the impracticality of trying to sleep on a bed that's 30cm too short--even for a lutain like me. 1-1.5 hour intervals of sleep. At least there was Wi-Fi to camp onto as well.05h45 fone call from the moving company: OK if we send a 3 person crew for $20 more an hour? Fine, sure.
06h45 BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ "Aye an' Bey Removalist"
06h46 loading of truck. Depart Drummoyne 08h30
09h00 I arrive at Mary Tyler Moore Park Gardens (on me bike). Pick up lift key and grab a flat white to go just as the removalists arrive in their truck @
09h15 start unloading. The van people, get your minds out of the gutter. No, not in the least bit cute. During this time I: hook up washer and put a load in; set up fridge; put together TV stand (VCR, DVD, cable box, TV), dust as much of the furniture off as possible as it's delivered; and call
toneyvr, with whom I've been playing telephone tag all week. He got an A in his first course in his M Ed programme--woot!11h45 Last box unloaded, papers signed, cash exchange, a little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants.
11h46 Run bath, turn on fridge (must wait 30 minutes after moving), put on dishwasher. Finger lingers around hole during bath. Just for a minute.
12h15 Leave for work via new dry cleaners: better hours and cheaper than Drummoyne.
jawnbc very happy.12h30 Arrive at work, grab lunch, at desk by 13h00.
Overall, I am so completely fucking exhausted. Tonight we fly to Melbourne for Southern HiBearnation. I went solo last year and it was loverly. It shall be loverlier with Mr. Man in tow. Flight tonite at 19h30: what will I wear?????
