Wandering through E-Space

D.W.Q.M.: "It seems that I'm some kind of a galactic yo-yo." -the Third Doctor Holy crap! It's almost time!!! I am SO not ready. LOL. Tomorrow, I'll get the keys, then the truck, load the truck, unload the truck...etc, etc. Lots of running around tomorrow! Plus, packing last minute things. Arthur and Paul are going to help me tomorrow night-Perseph said she could help out Saturday, Jerm and Mr. Dave too-hopefully this won't be as chaotic as it is sounding to me now. So much stuff...I"m down to mostly odds and ends, but still-why do I have the feeling tonight will be the last night I get any sleep this weekend? lol. The other day I had a killer sinus and tension headache=ugh, that's the last thing I need! I'll be ok! All this week, everytime I passed the stop that will become my new bus stop after the move, I say-next week, I can get off the bus early! LOL. I'm also looking forward to getting some area rugs for the floors. I liked my grey carp

D.W.Q.M.: "...I seem to have lost my sonic screwdriver." -the Third Doctor 8 days. Today I packed my first frustration box. You know, one of those boxes where you look at the stuff you just don't know what to do with, and in your frustration, you dump it all into one box and mark it in big letters, 'MISCELANEOUS'. <-- I hope that's spelled right-the only dictionary I haven't packed yet is my Gaelic dictionary. Fat lotta good that'll do. I have also come to the point where you set something down for just a second, and there's so much stuff lying around that the next thing you're saying is, "I just saw that five minutes ago!! Where the hell did it go?!?!?" I'm not even gonna count the number of times I've packed up a box and sealed it, only to discover minutes later that there's something else that should've gone in there. (I've been doing quite alot of retaping). Perhaps this is why this has been my favorite ca

D.W.Q.M.: "I'm packing my goodies, and I'm going HOME! " -Sarah Jane Smith (from the Fourth Doctor story, The Hand of Fear .) Big news for me-I am moving!!!! In 10 days!!!!! AAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!! Okay, I've known for a while-actually been planning it most of the summer-but I didn't want to say anything until I actually had a place (call it superstition). I finally got a new place in August-but then there was the Feast, plus, I've been packing like crazy-I've got 8+ years of stuff crammed in here!! Since I can't move in until the end of the month, I've been packing up boxes and putting them in temporary storage, to make room for more packed boxes. Before I got the unit, I was triping over everything (my shins are quite bruised). I can't help but think of my dear friend Peresphone on her moving day. She said she felt like the Queen of Boxland, sitting above all of her boxy subjects. I sort of feel like that now-however, I have to send my boxy

D.W.Q.M.: "You know, I am so constantly outwitting the opposition, I tend to forget the delight and satisfaction of the arts... the gentle art of fisticuffs." -the First Doctor (if you can't quite see it, the writing on the cake says 'Sorry about the Twins! Good Luck in 2008). After the Twins were swept by the Indians twice within 2 weeks, my friend Mongo thought I could use a cake, 'cause, well, cake makes everything better. I was sitting on the couch at Taco night next to Jerm when he presented it to me. I sat there, silent, with my arms and legs crossed, and counted to ten while I contemplated laughing, crying, or simply ripping his head off. ;) Mongo said that was the reaction he thought he'd get. In the end, I ended up laughing, 'cause, well, I gotta admit, it was pretty funny (and revenge can be just as sweet, too. lol) ;) Persephone had the best line-"Let me know when you cut the cake, 'cause I want some of that sweet, sweet agony!"