August 4th, 2006


No time for love, Dr. Jones.

Whuf. Rough couple days week at the homestead. Getting plenty of miles on ye olde car, too. Crep, haven't done one of these all week, it seems. OK, that's a lot of catching up. Detailed updates, uh, sooner or later.

Caught Clerks II a couple days ago, good times. Review to follow, and trailers also.

Some family stuff going on as well, will rant about that eventually. Ditto medical shenanigans (not mine.)

As noted elsewhere, the apartment mess seems resolved, finally. And our A/C *is* working, but the apartment is *still* hot. (This is the price we pay for not having to run the heating much in winter. The seventh floor is a blessing and a curse.) We've decamped and have been sleeping in the living room, since it's marginally cooler than the bedroom.

In case you missed the connotation: apartment mess squared away means serious apartment shopping in the College Park area shortly. And then, the joy that is moving. Fingers crossed for no further roadblocks.

Aaannnddd, I might be in the market for a new job soonly, as well. So, if anyone out there knows of any decent openings (pref. not in Virginia, but y'know) drop me a note.

The weekend, like the previous week, seems steeped in chaos, so I have no idea what's going on when. Madness.