So maybe I didn't mention it, but tiny roomate and I are moving on Friday. We gots ourselves a sweet little 2 bedroom with big big windows next to a gay bathhouse and a costume/bridal shop. Please excuse the phraseology, but I'm fucking stoked. I want to be in it right now, unpacking things into the copious number of closets that grace every room.
The only problem is that now I have to move out of the La Roy. So I've been packing (see also: throwing stuff out/smoking a little and looking at stuff I find for 2 hours before remembering I was supposed to be putting it in boxes.). In the course of this process, I have discovered many things.
1: It turns out that if you take all my cocktail dresses, lay them out flat and stack them on each other in drycleaning bags, they go around the earth 3 times and weigh more than the Grand Coulie Dam.
2: I need a giant box that should be marked "Hobby supplies" that would house my 16mm, Super 8 and regular 8mm, the film editor and projector, 2 accordions, a caligraphy set, seven thousand plastic beads, 2 pairs of rollerskates, a skateboard, the vintage beach cruiser, the wiffleball set, and all the re-upholstry stuff I bought and never used. Maybe the box should be marked "Really, I promise I'll get around to it." instead.
3: There should be a second box marked "Things I really want to get rid of but cant because of some weird guilt attachment."
4: It's too damn hot to pack.
I'm. so. with. you. sister. I was all fired up about packing last week, but now I spend most evenings lolling on the couch in my underwear.
The problem with giant "hobby" boxes is that I have two or three miscellaneous boxes that I never unpacked last time I moved. they contain:
notepaper
3-ring looseleaf paper
manuscript paper
tissue paper
a Harvard U travel mug
jacks
Christmas lights
shower curtain holders
sheet anchors
binder clips
newspaper clippings
old play programs
ancient toiletries
juggling bean bags
dust
I sort of think that if I haven't missed any of it by now, it's pretty safe to just toss the whole box without opening it.
In other news: the file cabinet will be moved to the porch of the Old Office sometime before Friday (our official move-out day) and will be stoically awaiting retrieval by someone truck-equipped. It should be safe there because dag, yo, it heavy. Ain't nobody moving it with out a truck and a couple of burly helpers.
In other news: do you need a vacuum cleaner?
Posted by: fbm at July 30, 2003 02:24 PMYou'll be living next to my friends Jon & Amy, and my cousin Jason (drummer for Hint Hint).
You should come to Six Arms on Thursday nights and say Hi. We will be in the booth overflowing with architects :)