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May. 27th, 2002 01:25 amso, ah... i'm still in rochester.
yeah.
i rented a truck from ryder/budget, but i misread the reservation thing, and i thought i had to get it after nine. it didn't say that i had to get it AT nine or lose the reservation. i showed up at noon and they looked at me like i'd shot their pet cat and said we only hold reservations for two hours especially on a busy day like today, fuck off.
so i did.
told my parents not to come get me...
still deciding how i should move out. have a bunch of options...
yawn.
it bought me some more time to postpone packing...
other news:
not really news. nothing new and late-breaking. why do they call it breaking anyway?
dave k. was here all weekend, fabulously entertaining, i want to keep him, he's the best toy ever... he and darius entertained me pretty much nonstop all weekend.
funny, though; i noticed that i was laughing funny, like differently than i usually do, and that darius was acting funny, as in differently than usual. he was meaner to me than he usually is... he actually made fun of me for being fat, which he usually avoids. h'm. i dunno. it was mostly fun any way.
last night we went to see insomnia, which is an excellent excellent movie...
then there was a thunderstorm, that was pretty cool...
today we bbq'd outside, but half the hamburger buns had mold on them. so darius and dave k. used them as birdies and played badminton with them. got some ok pictures of that, because i didn't want to play so i was photographing, but i'm too lazy to post them. there's one of darius that's really bizarre because he looks totally asian...
i got sunburnt today, on my shoulders and upper arms mostly. darius got tan-- much darker on his forearms and face. he looks better tan, i think. his hair is lightening for summer, too. (soon, he says, he'll look Mexican-- summers when he spends any time outdoors, he ends up looking Mexican, at least to Mexicans, or so he says. I dunno, though; with his hair shorter like it is now, he looks more Asian.) Dave K., infuriatingly, despite being as white and pasty as me, neither tanned nor burned, even though he lay outside basking for longer than either of us. Got some ok pictures of him too. Sex-ay.
darius sneezes like a cat. that's my deep thought of the moment. (well. i dunno about in general. i haven't been paying attention. but he just did, in the next room. just like roon.)
watched the hockey on sat., was pleased to see sakic managed to score, and they finally broke their streak of either the team sucking and patrick roy saving them (or not), or patrick roy sucking and the team saving him (or not)... hope they can hang onto that. Dave K. sat there with me and was profoundly bored by it all.
Aw, I forgot to give him a headscritchie! Phooey. I meant to... He looks like he has nice hair to skritch, too, and darius's is less fun now that it's a bit shorter. (long hair doesn't look as good on him, but it's more fun to play with. i don't really like playing with his hair just after haircuts, though he tends to look better. but it's not about how he looks, right? why should he care? ;p)
so, i'll just have to visit him. that's it, right? sure.
yawn.
throat disease of random death progressing... lying out in the sun made it feel better for a while... chest tight now... not too bad though. survivable, probably.
poor dave couldn't get a car rented to bring the couch back to jersey that he came up here to get, either. so he'll have to come back...
odds of me being in rochester are low, however. bummer.
too bad i don't have more time, or i could drive down and visit him and bring it with me. save him some hassle. but i don't have time. i will have to drive to and from rochester at least twice. bummer.
might have to load the moving truck all by myself, too. well. will have to corral darius for certain items.
or dad and uncle pete will have to come out and visit, or something. maybe. i dunno.
still deciding.
what do you think i should do?
1) rent truck, load it myself (argh), drive home, drive back, return truck here, drive my own car home
2) rent truck, load it myself (ouch), drive home, return truck there, take bus/train back, drive my own car home
3) prevail upon dad to rent truck, drive out here, then follow him with my car
4) prevail upon dad to drive out with uncle peter or somebody, then all three vehicles caravan home
5) get dad to take the train out here, rent truck, drive both truck and my van home, return truck there.
those seem to be my options.
yawn.
at least the packing is prioritized now... i went to target and bought a bunch more containers. so now i have 2 31-gallon rubbermaid tubs, a 25-gallon one, and like an 18-gallon one. plus i bought a big rolling garbage can into which i plan to stuff all my clothing, since i don't have that duffel bag anymore.
yeah.
i rented a truck from ryder/budget, but i misread the reservation thing, and i thought i had to get it after nine. it didn't say that i had to get it AT nine or lose the reservation. i showed up at noon and they looked at me like i'd shot their pet cat and said we only hold reservations for two hours especially on a busy day like today, fuck off.
so i did.
told my parents not to come get me...
still deciding how i should move out. have a bunch of options...
yawn.
it bought me some more time to postpone packing...
other news:
not really news. nothing new and late-breaking. why do they call it breaking anyway?
dave k. was here all weekend, fabulously entertaining, i want to keep him, he's the best toy ever... he and darius entertained me pretty much nonstop all weekend.
funny, though; i noticed that i was laughing funny, like differently than i usually do, and that darius was acting funny, as in differently than usual. he was meaner to me than he usually is... he actually made fun of me for being fat, which he usually avoids. h'm. i dunno. it was mostly fun any way.
last night we went to see insomnia, which is an excellent excellent movie...
then there was a thunderstorm, that was pretty cool...
today we bbq'd outside, but half the hamburger buns had mold on them. so darius and dave k. used them as birdies and played badminton with them. got some ok pictures of that, because i didn't want to play so i was photographing, but i'm too lazy to post them. there's one of darius that's really bizarre because he looks totally asian...
i got sunburnt today, on my shoulders and upper arms mostly. darius got tan-- much darker on his forearms and face. he looks better tan, i think. his hair is lightening for summer, too. (soon, he says, he'll look Mexican-- summers when he spends any time outdoors, he ends up looking Mexican, at least to Mexicans, or so he says. I dunno, though; with his hair shorter like it is now, he looks more Asian.) Dave K., infuriatingly, despite being as white and pasty as me, neither tanned nor burned, even though he lay outside basking for longer than either of us. Got some ok pictures of him too. Sex-ay.
darius sneezes like a cat. that's my deep thought of the moment. (well. i dunno about in general. i haven't been paying attention. but he just did, in the next room. just like roon.)
watched the hockey on sat., was pleased to see sakic managed to score, and they finally broke their streak of either the team sucking and patrick roy saving them (or not), or patrick roy sucking and the team saving him (or not)... hope they can hang onto that. Dave K. sat there with me and was profoundly bored by it all.
Aw, I forgot to give him a headscritchie! Phooey. I meant to... He looks like he has nice hair to skritch, too, and darius's is less fun now that it's a bit shorter. (long hair doesn't look as good on him, but it's more fun to play with. i don't really like playing with his hair just after haircuts, though he tends to look better. but it's not about how he looks, right? why should he care? ;p)
so, i'll just have to visit him. that's it, right? sure.
yawn.
throat disease of random death progressing... lying out in the sun made it feel better for a while... chest tight now... not too bad though. survivable, probably.
poor dave couldn't get a car rented to bring the couch back to jersey that he came up here to get, either. so he'll have to come back...
odds of me being in rochester are low, however. bummer.
too bad i don't have more time, or i could drive down and visit him and bring it with me. save him some hassle. but i don't have time. i will have to drive to and from rochester at least twice. bummer.
might have to load the moving truck all by myself, too. well. will have to corral darius for certain items.
or dad and uncle pete will have to come out and visit, or something. maybe. i dunno.
still deciding.
what do you think i should do?
1) rent truck, load it myself (argh), drive home, drive back, return truck here, drive my own car home
2) rent truck, load it myself (ouch), drive home, return truck there, take bus/train back, drive my own car home
3) prevail upon dad to rent truck, drive out here, then follow him with my car
4) prevail upon dad to drive out with uncle peter or somebody, then all three vehicles caravan home
5) get dad to take the train out here, rent truck, drive both truck and my van home, return truck there.
those seem to be my options.
yawn.
at least the packing is prioritized now... i went to target and bought a bunch more containers. so now i have 2 31-gallon rubbermaid tubs, a 25-gallon one, and like an 18-gallon one. plus i bought a big rolling garbage can into which i plan to stuff all my clothing, since i don't have that duffel bag anymore.
| 31 Gallon #1 | 31 Gallon #2 | 25 Gallon | 18 Gallon | plastic drawers #1 | plastic drawers #2 |
| Things I'll Need | Things I Won't | ?? | heavy small things | assorted office supplies? | Clothes I'll Need |
| clothes | really heavy small things | important papers | school papers | computer parts, mostly | books |