The move!
Well, I moved.
Compared to the last several moves I've had, this went fast and trouble free, except for the truck rental place opening 1.5 hours late. That kind of sucked.
But we emptied out the storage unit in record time, then went and had a leisurely lunch. :)
Then we went to my new building and took everything up, an elevator load at a time. It didn't take long at all.
Everybody left, and I slapped my bed together. Mmmmm, queen-sized goodness! Next was my desk, so I wouldn't have to surf on the floor.
Mom had left me a raspberry pie. I ate about a third of it before I went to bed. Then I woke up at about 0400 and ate some more. A few hours later, I had internet!
So I surfed for a while, and the 'rents came over. Mom went to work (at her own insistence) organizing my kitchen, and she did a good job. My stepdad went to work sitting down and reading Bizarro comics, and he did a good job of that. He also helped organize some stuff, and we shifted a couple of pieces of furniture around. Then we went to lunch.
They took off, and here I am at Rimmy Central.
I went to the nearest (and only one I know of in the neighbourhood) supermarket, and it sucks. I'm not a prolific chef or anything, but it's a rare day when I go looking for groceries and can't find a single thing. :P
I'm going to have to shop somewhere else along the SkyTrain route between here and work I guess. Ah well.
Speaking of SkyTrain, I can now drop from a two zone monthly pass ($87.00) to a one zone monthly pass ($63.00) from this place. That, and the larger-than-usual sized storage locker in the basement are the two main perks to this apartment.
Oh, and the mixed-blessing shower. It sucks because the showerhead is at about the level of my shoulders. But it's good because I could strip paint with the pressure that comes out of it. Seriously, I actually looked to see if the far wall was pitted from the droplet impacts. :P
Fucking United Statesians, to them anything goes. Of course, if someone else used napalm they'd scream bloody murder. And yet they apparently used napalm in Fallujah. Bastards.
But in good news, a vaccine appears to be effective in stopping HIV. It doesn't prevent it, but it's a step in the right direction. Read the gist of it here.
And in an odd little note, isn't it wonderful when something appears to be prescient?
"...the larger the mob, the harder the test. In small areas, before small electorates, the first-rate man occasionally fights his way through, carrying even the mob with him by force of his personality. But when the field is nationwide...the force of personality cannot so readily make itself felt, then all the odds are on the man who is, intrinsically, the most devious and mediocre... The presidency tends, year by year, to go to such men. As democracy is perfected, the office represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people... On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a moron.
- H.L. Mencken, writing in The Baltimore Evening Sun, July 26, 1920"
:)
Compared to the last several moves I've had, this went fast and trouble free, except for the truck rental place opening 1.5 hours late. That kind of sucked.
But we emptied out the storage unit in record time, then went and had a leisurely lunch. :)
Then we went to my new building and took everything up, an elevator load at a time. It didn't take long at all.
Everybody left, and I slapped my bed together. Mmmmm, queen-sized goodness! Next was my desk, so I wouldn't have to surf on the floor.
Mom had left me a raspberry pie. I ate about a third of it before I went to bed. Then I woke up at about 0400 and ate some more. A few hours later, I had internet!
So I surfed for a while, and the 'rents came over. Mom went to work (at her own insistence) organizing my kitchen, and she did a good job. My stepdad went to work sitting down and reading Bizarro comics, and he did a good job of that. He also helped organize some stuff, and we shifted a couple of pieces of furniture around. Then we went to lunch.
They took off, and here I am at Rimmy Central.
I went to the nearest (and only one I know of in the neighbourhood) supermarket, and it sucks. I'm not a prolific chef or anything, but it's a rare day when I go looking for groceries and can't find a single thing. :P
I'm going to have to shop somewhere else along the SkyTrain route between here and work I guess. Ah well.
Speaking of SkyTrain, I can now drop from a two zone monthly pass ($87.00) to a one zone monthly pass ($63.00) from this place. That, and the larger-than-usual sized storage locker in the basement are the two main perks to this apartment.
Oh, and the mixed-blessing shower. It sucks because the showerhead is at about the level of my shoulders. But it's good because I could strip paint with the pressure that comes out of it. Seriously, I actually looked to see if the far wall was pitted from the droplet impacts. :P
Fucking United Statesians, to them anything goes. Of course, if someone else used napalm they'd scream bloody murder. And yet they apparently used napalm in Fallujah. Bastards.
But in good news, a vaccine appears to be effective in stopping HIV. It doesn't prevent it, but it's a step in the right direction. Read the gist of it here.
And in an odd little note, isn't it wonderful when something appears to be prescient?
"...the larger the mob, the harder the test. In small areas, before small electorates, the first-rate man occasionally fights his way through, carrying even the mob with him by force of his personality. But when the field is nationwide...the force of personality cannot so readily make itself felt, then all the odds are on the man who is, intrinsically, the most devious and mediocre... The presidency tends, year by year, to go to such men. As democracy is perfected, the office represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people... On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a moron.
- H.L. Mencken, writing in The Baltimore Evening Sun, July 26, 1920"
:)
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