*obliges Ji*

OMG I MOVED*, I AM TIRED**, I WANT TO DIE***.

(Happy, young lady?)

*In a manner of speaking. There's lots of stuff at the new apartment but there's also lots of stuff still to be packed up and hauled over.

**...actually, that one can sit just as it is, though we could maybe up the stakes to 'exhausted'.

***If by 'die' you mean 'crawl into a shady hole somewhere with a book and no responsibilites'.

~

I haven't been online much, and I doubt I will be for a while. I haven't got the best grasp on my life at the moment and you probably know what that means for my comfort levels, so I'm trying to put some gaps between different things. Trying to sort out all the RL crap I keep volunteering for.

For example: today Q and I are going to buy a ton of furniture and then move a couple more carloads of gear. Then I'm meeting izumihydra so that we can spend the afternoon bashing out a social psych survey for our advanced summer research project. Then we have a choir committee meeting.

So I'm sorry for not being around and sociable and holidayish like I promised, but I'm gritting my teeth and fighting this out with minimum distractions. And you lot are wonderful in a highly distracting way :)

*casts about for relevant news* Um. I wrote BSG fic. It was only a matter of time. Expect more.

May I just add. That there are small children in the house. Tiny housemate-cousins. They wake up at 6am and MAKE NOISE. See aforementioned 'exhausted'. And then they just KEEP MAKING NOISE. Housemate is proud and clucky and I am attempting to politely swallow my infanticidal urges.

So far, so good.

(no subject)

Signs you may have kicked small puppies in a previous life, #455:

Getting sharp period cramps whilst jogging.

At an inconvenient distance from the house.

Ow.

Signs you may have repented and bandaged their wee heads afterwards, #367:

Finding the much-desired third season of Wire in the Blood for $35.

And having $18 left on a voucher for the shop, bringing the effective price down to a mere $17.





C'est la vie, eh?

Now to bash out carefully construct this survey on procedural fairness as applied to organisational psychology, and then I can go and settle down with a mug of coffee and the blissful twisted forensic wonder that is Tony & Carol.

*icons meaningfully at you all*