Sunday, June 30, 2002


I'm deeply moved

I mean, I must be. I'm buried deep in various boxes and assorted stuff in my room and I'm going to bed later and later and later into the pm and it's turned into the am. In other words, I'm back to normal. I must be moved.

Others are not quite so moved, or not in the same ways as I am. Dad was doing the happy fire ant dance at the other house while doing some last minute gardening <can't hold it in> before we vacate the premises.

And then there's the cable man who gave us digital cable whether we liked it or not (whole area is getting automatic upgrades, much like YACCS), and now I have a large cable crossing the floor from one side of my room to another. Yet another thing to annoy the vacuum cleaner with and to trip on in the middle of the night.

At least it's directly between the door and the bed so that when you trip you have something soft to land on.

If you don't fall over some boxes and various assorted stuff later and later into the am before you go to bed in the meantime.
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