mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (flying_gif)
Okay, quick recap of the last ten days: Starr's doing really well. She's had to do a lot more physical labor than someone who'd just left the hospital should, but since I was working my butt off as well, I really couldn't relieve her of the necessity.

The rest of our stuff is out of the storage unit and in the house, and 95% of Starr's parents' stuff is out of the house. There's an epic tale right there, but I'll just say that this is why she and I are still physically exhausted. The house is a wreck, but we're working on that a bit at a time.

The insurance company paid off the car loan on the PT Cruiser, but won't provide for a new vehicle. Of course, we're still trying to buy a house, and extra funds are non-existent. So, my mom has generously offered to loan Starr her car for a while, which is a perfect solution; if I can pick up the vehicle this weekend, she won't miss a day of work. Only problem: the car's in Roanoke. I'm going to need to plead with someone to come up with me and drive one of the cars back. I haven't figured out who to ask, yet.

I've been a little forgetful recently. I think my brain's overloaded. Have to come up with a workaround for that.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (manic)
Now, it may seem like a bad idea to have a party only a week after getting the last boxes out of the apartment. As we continued to clean and stack and sort and discard it became clear that indeed, it really really was a bad idea.

Our favorite lifestyle group decided not to hold a December party this year - a month off was the group's gift to the folk who usually host it. Well, we jumped into the gap, and by Friday, we'd begun to wonder if we'd remembered to don parachutes first. Friends came over Friday evening to move large furniture, but by the time we'd exhausted ourselves that night, the place still wasn't ready.

Somehow - I have no idea how - we got the house ready by Saturday evening, and if one bedroom was full of re-packed boxes and odd pieces of furniture, well, we were willing to pay that price. The actual party went smooth as silk; we had about 20 people or so, and several of them decided independently to bring housewarming gifts. Conversation was geeky, food was yummy, and the company was awesome. Starr spent much of the evening looking slightly dazed, as if still thinking "Did we really pull this off? I mean, really?" Or maybe that was me.

I had decided earlier that, around 1:30 or 2, we'd politely show people the door; somehow, this didn't happen, and we still had about six or eight people in the middle of an intense discussion at 5:30, when I collapsed entirely. Starr had to wave the white flag as well; we picked a friend who we could trust not to steal the silverware, and asked him to make sure that everyone got home okay.

When I finally got up yesterday, not only was the place locked up and shutdown nicely, they'd even cleaned both the kitchen and the table where we'd stacked the party food. Talk about a bunch of twisted perverts...

We've got to do this again sometime. But not soon.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (mecha)
I just found the Megazone 23 3-disc DVD set on Barnes and Noble. These movies influenced my imagination strongly, and I set one of the strongest pieces of fanfic I've written aboard a similar Megazone.

I got to tell you, though, this Christmas my reptilian "want" reflex is a little muted by the recent move. I can't forget that everything I might buy, or receive as a gift, is something I may have to pack up and move in a box someday. Right now, I'm not thrilled at the prospect; who knows, perhaps my distaste will fade over coming months.

On the other hand, I still do have a B&N card from my birthday... and a couple hardcovers or a DVD set don't take up all that much space... right? Right?

Yeah. I think I'll wait until after the holidays and see if I still want it then :)
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (daicon-girl)
Sunday, I locked the door to the Portsmouth apartment for the last time, and turned the keys in to the main office. It's weird, looking at the place all empty and echoey. That apartment was home for 18 months; having spent most of the first 30 years of my life in one dwelling, I always find it strange to leave.

We're having folks over on Saturday night, so the new place has to be presentable. That's an interesting task, as our five rooms of this 'n' that have to be shuffled into a house which still has plenty of Starr's parents' stuff in it. Of course, since some of that stuff includes objects such as big flat-panel TVs, I can accept the challenge, but it's still a lot like trying to work the new expansion cards into your favorite CCG deck without going over the card count.

In other words, I'm still exhausted. There's a bright side when I pass my old exit every day and remember that I don't have to stop at the apartment for anything, but with the work we still have before us, I predict that Sunday will be chock full of slacking.

Anyway, let me tell you about the awesome computer I set up in the study this week. 8 MHz processor - 4 megs of RAM - 20 meg hard drive! The 9" screen will display images in a palette of two colors (black or white), and the entire operating system fits neatly on an 800K floppy.

I love that old Macintosh SE; it was a much-appreciated gift from [livejournal.com profile] rattrap back in (I think) 1991 or so, and I got a lot of Starfleet paperwork, creative writing, and Hypercard gaming done on it. Eventually, my dad bought me a Mac LC III which introduced me to the amazing world of color graphics; the LC III is long gone, but the SE booted up happily on my shelf and is right now running MacWrite II, A Mess O' Trouble, and the Dark Side of the Mac screensaver. Very decorative and retro. (The clock battery inside is long dead, and I'm not sure it's worth cracking the case just so I don't have to fix the time on every reboot. Otherwise, it's humming along nicely.)

And may I also wish a Happy Birthday to [livejournal.com profile] shrewlet, who may well have found the Answer to the Ultimate Question...
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (rogue)
I can think of several things for which I'm thankful today:

Everything is out of the apartment now except for some random cleaning supplies, and a couple of lamps and a vacuum cleaner that wouldn't fit in the car last night. This will be taken care of this weekend when I drop off the keys. For this I am very thankful to Starr and, well, me. We've both put no small effort into all these boxes.

I am thankful to Starr for many things, in fact; but they're all mushy and I'll save that for some other time.

I am thankful to Starr's parents for allowing us to use their house for the next year or two. We'll be very comfortable here, and we'll be able to save up some money which we'll need to get our own place. (Midori is thankful to them for the gas fireplace, which is one of the best things the furless monkeys have invented since domesticated catnip and the chewy kitty treat.)

I'm thankful to NASA for giving me the opportunity to show me what I could do for them, and to [livejournal.com profile] rattrap for encouraging my developing Macintosh skills in the first place. I'm also thankful to the designers of the Apple Newton, whose long-cancelled product inadvertently provided me with some "hardcore Mac expert" cred in the most recent planning meeting.

I am thankful to the grocery store owners and workers who allowed their stores to be open this morning, so I could acquire the remaining bits of a quiet Thanksgiving surprise dinner to serve Starr, who once again works a holiday.

I'm thankful to the creators and operators of LiveJournal, without whom I'd never be able to keep track of what's going on with all my friends. My peeps are a complicated, intelligent, opinionated, goofy bunch - which is exactly how I like it, and my life would be horribly diminished without them.

I'm thankful to all the people that I like and love that my emo side is awfully disappointed this holiday. I'm supposed to be, and fully expected to be, horribly dissatisfied with my life at this age. Problem with that is, there's so much good in my life right now... how can I let the few speed bumps slow me down?
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (orbiting)
First, let us get the day's whining out of the way. I am in very great pain: as in, I'm hoping to avoid standing up until it is time to leave for the day. My legs and back are screaming at me, wanting to know what kind of idiot I am.

The good news is that almost everything is out of the apartment - one more evening's work, tonight, should do it. We've made a deal with a friend to give the place a professional cleaning tomorrow, and this should leave me clear to turn over the keys on Friday or Saturday. I'll be relieved!

Last night, my gaming group threw me a late surprise birthday party. Two separate awesome cakes, and some excellent clothes from Jesse. (Starr's reaction to the clothes: "Squeee!") Everyone did insist on wearing black to this little event, but heck, that's hardly unusual for my friends anyway! Thank you very much, guys!
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (Default)
  • 07:51 Woke up this morning on Riff & Magenta's home planet: Land of Night (and high electric bills!) #
  • 13:02 Ozzy Osbourne for WoW: tinyurl.com/6drrfj Guess his race / class. Go on, guess. #
  • 19:57 Still unpacking. A bit stunned at the amount of STUFF one can extract from a three-bedroom apartment. #
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mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (cartoon)
(This would have been posted this morning were it not for the LJ downtime)

If I should pass away from exhaustion and allergy-caused asphyxiation, I just want you all to know that I died the way I lived: semi conscious and sniffling. Seriously, this morning I was so wobbly, I thought I might wreck my car on the way into work... and tonight I'll be putting my back into it again and hauling more boxes.

QQ, I know, but I'm honestly having some trouble coping at the moment. I'll manage, of course, but oy. I'm in a closed office for the next hour, doing a software upgrade and tapping away on the Newton, and it's awfully tempting to take a nap. Bad Idea.

On the good side of things, I played some PS2 Fatal Frame on a five-foot plasma flat panel TV last night. That was kinda fun.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (orbiting)
Oh, speaking of Freecycling, I've got a flatscreen TV in the apartment that neither Starr nor I want to carry downstairs, much less haul out to the house. It's a 27" (or 29", I can't remember) Philips HD television that handles 1080i (and I think 1080p). It's got an HDMI input, S-Video and composite video on the side, and coaxial and 2 or 3 composite inputs in the back.

We bought it off the Philips website as a refurb for about $500. It came with a power board issue that would cause it to spontaneously turn off, but it could always be turned back on in 2 or 3 minutes or so, and the problem hasn't recurred in about 6 to 8 months. It's a flatscreen, not a flat panel, so it still has a nice heavy picture tube, and that's why I'm not interested in moving the thing. We have Craigslisted it, but everyone interested so far has been a no-show.

Anyone willing to come over and haul it off can have it for $200. We have two nice flat panel TVs that Starr's parents are leaving with us, and are planning to just buy our own flat panel when we move again.

Takers?

Nativity

Nov. 17th, 2008 10:23 am
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (flying_gif)
I had a good, if exhausting, birthday weekend.

Starr bought me the delivery pizza I like (which we don't get often, because they don't have much that she likes) and a couple of this year's Trek ornaments for our Xmas tree. Some new clothes and a Barnes & Noble card rounded out my birthday. I confess that I'd rather be 30 than 40, but I'd rather be 40 than dead. Besides, my life doesn't exactly suck right now. 40 ain't so bad. Thanks much to the people who wished me Happy Birthday on the last entry! My friends absolutely rock, and I'm fortunate to have folks like you in my life. *group hug*

Of course, we also moved furniture and unpacked stuff at the house, and made another run to the apartment. The front room's full of empty packing boxes and stuff to be Freecycled, and the kitchen and full bath are just about clear; we still have the half bath and the bedrooms to do, though all three bedrooms are at least partially done. I had hoped to clear them this weekend, but that turned out to be unreasonable. We'll work on them this week instead.

However, because of the dust we kicked up and the wacky weather, I was sneezing furiously all weekend - I know it was driving Starr crazy. I had to take two Benadryl before bed to ensure that I could breathe all night; it worked, and I got a good night's sleep, but man, I'm still feeling those Benadryl this morning.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (flying_gif)
It's been a heck of a week, and I haven't had much opportunity to post. Let's see if I can catch up a bit.

As of Wednesday evening, Starr and I began sleeping at the new house. This was slightly impeded by the fact that our bed hadn't been moved yet, and Starr's parents had returned for some of their stuff, so we had to share a twin bed in a guest bedroom. Note: no matter how cuddly the other person is, tucking two people into a twin bed gets old quickly.

I'm now getting up at 5:30 every morning to get out of the house by 6:30. My efficiency's improved, as it was taking me up to 90 minutes to get showered, dressed, and moving, but it means I have exactly enough coherence to drive safely and not a bit more. The commute's indeed an hour; thank goodness for podcasts.

Each day last week, I stopped by the apartment on the way home to grab some more stuff. Slowly, all the vital necessities of life have been put in place at the house, such as transforming Macross toys and Lensman paperbacks. By this weekend, I expect to have the silly stuff moved like cooking gear and clean underwear. (Okay, I *am* kidding about the underwear; that was high-priority.)

Starr's parents left on Friday - or was it Thursday? - but returned once more on Saturday for more stuff, and so we could take her little sister to Nekocon. We only stayed for a few hours Saturday afternoon and evening; I had no idea that the con was so HUGE. 3,000 people were claimed in one press release, and it sure looked like it. I could not believe the number and variety of hall costumes! (Of course, I forgot a camera.) Starr dressed as a loligoth, while her sister wore an InuYasha costume. Many pictures of them were taken, but I have seen none posted; me, I was grumpy that morning, and didn't wear a costume. By the end of the evening I regretted the decision, but oh well.

Tuesday, I had the day off, and I headed back over to the apartment to collect more stuff. Our downstairs neighbors are both military, and were also home; when they found out what I was up to, they instantly volunteered their two pickups, and pitched in on the packing. Thanks to them, we're about 70% done with the move, and should be able to finish this weekend; I had reason to appreciate our veterans even more that day! They were awesome folks.

We're switching the house from Verizon to Cox for our internet and phone, and were surprised to learn the the cable junction box is across the street. Shortly after we learned this, we learned that the underground line to our house is bad, and they'll have to bore a new conduit for us this week. The cable, phone, and Internet at the apartment was disabled on Wednesday, so communications have been impaired. Right now my cell phone and work Internet are my main connections to the world.

Midori has been introduced to Tigger and Precious, two cats we're inheriting from Starr's parents. They seem to be more amused than anything else by her hissing and posturing, and she seems to be slowly understanding the uselessness of making all the fuss. With any luck, they'll civilize her a bit.

This Saturday, I hope to have everything out of the apartment that isn't tucked in my office. Sunday, I'll pack all the little figures and toys and books and such I have on display in my office, and move that over, and at that point the actual move should be about done. We can then spend a week or so cleaning up the place nice before we hand over the keys.

Then... maybe... perhaps... a rest. I don't think that's an unreasonable reward!
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (flying_gif)
I've been away from any real Internet contact for three days. It was kind of like being stranded on a desert island, except with three or four other flesh-and-blood people for company. Anything awesome happen?

My access might be spotty this week, too, as I have to get home Internet moved to the new digs.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (flying_gif)
Still in the midst of moving. We want to be out of here by the second weekend in November, and this time there will be much less last-minute work. Already, bankers' boxes full of gaming material, paperbacks, and videotapes have made the journey to the new digs. Most of the living-room furniture has been moved or Freecycled, and it's a bit bare and echoey in here: mildly unsettling. Meanwhile, we've been folding boxes, packing boxes, and toting boxes. Fold and pack and tote. My hip's fine, but my back is a freakin' landscape of pain, and I haven't even matched the amount of labor Starr's put in while I was at work.

Her parents are leaving the area for the next year or two due to military commitments. They want to hang on to their property, though: a nice 4-bedroom, two-story house with a garage and pool in a nice neighborhood of southeast Chesapeake. So, they asked if Starr and I would be willing to rent the place from them, at less than half what we're paying for the apartment.

Neither one of us really had to think long about it, especially as we'll be allowed to treat the place as though it were ours (within reason). Unfortunately, some of the rent savings will be eaten by the gas for the additional commute: another 20 minutes added to the 40-45 minute trip I have now. Sigh. Starr's got the same problem. But nevertheless, we're moving, and I have to say I'm looking forward to it. Or rather, I'm looking forward to the move being complete.

Ow.
mikailborg: I can't even remember what event I was attending, but I must have been taking it seriously. (rogue)
On Friday, one of my co-workers walked into the room looking for another of my co-workers. Seeing him at his desk, she said, "Hey Dave, it's Joan. I have a question for you..."

I thought to myself, "Errr, Dave probably knows it's you, seeing as you're standing right here." Of course, the next thought that flashed through my head: "Harriet Jones - Prime Minister." "Yes, I know who you are."

Bummed to have once again missed Rising Star. I had a nice streak of attendance, reaching past the first RS in 1992 to 1982's RoVaCon 7. It sounds like the convention's doing incredibly well these days, but I just can't swing the travel (seven hours one way). Yes, I feel guilty about that. Hope everyone who went had a good time.

I myself am packing up for another move. This has a lot to do with the Stuff Reduction Plan - at least this time, there is noticeably less stuff to pack, and I'm Freecycling / eBaying / giving away even more stuff in the next week or two. Weirdness. Didn't change living quarters for decades, and now I'm in my fourth move in 5 years.

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