in denial, avoidance, and desperate for snackfood ~ watch out!

okay the moving estimates are just absurd and then some. a leathery woman who smelled too strongly of cigarette smoke, jittered a lot, and left her keypad here stopped by the house to put the nail in the coffin for me. add to that the inconvenience of being in the land of Big Snow and having to wait for people to deliver my goods ~ on top of which there may be extra charges for random who knows what ~ well, i've had it. i'm getting a Uhaul and doing this myself. i don't know how, but i'll figure it out and it'll cost me about a third of the money.

and if you can't tell already from my tone, yes, i've had a very fussy day ~ hahahahaha ~

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i won't bother with the fussy story about my InDesign review ~ that's just water under the bridge now. i wrote it, i sent it, they can do with it what they will.

the sad thing is, that's about the only thing i've managed to accomplish today. and other work is piling up and nothing got packed today and frankly, i don't actually feel like doing anything about any of it ~ hahahaha ~ what i really want is some marshmallows and cocoa. mmmmm ~ if half price books only had a little coffee bar attached! then i could take those leftovers and spend the evening productively as well as getting my cocoa.

and no one returns my phone calls, which just makes me paranoid, but hey: if you don't want to see or talk to me before i leave town for good, oh well. guess i won't miss any of you either! yes, i'm that crabby ~ hahahaha.

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i'd rent movies, but i sold the daybed, so i'd have to sit in a large empty cold room where it echoes ~ oy.

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not much action on NaNo today, though i got the loveliest PM randomly out of the blue today from someone who had read a post of mine in the spirituality forum telling someone else (kindly) that they were propagating a lot of hoodoo. thank you God ~ something nice for the day.

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prayer request: i heard from mister ted at long last, so my mind is at ease there as well (again, thank you God). the inimitable ted was my roommate when i first moved out here and a dear friend from my hometown. a nicer, gentler guy you could not ask for. if you have a spare, please include him in your prayers. asshat cancer has got him in a stranglehold. and yes i said asshat. i think the situation warrants some inflammatory language.

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i'm kinda tired for writing. maybe i should go to a coffee house and write a while ~ take my mind off the piles.

uh-oh ~ indecision has clearly struck. i need to get out of the house or something, but in a way that doesn't involve running errands like buying packing tape or picking up car parts. meh.

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