What I think of when I see a sailboat.
a not very to scale floor plan of my apartment.
nighty night, dear journal.
What I think of when I see a sailboat.
a not very to scale floor plan of my apartment.
nighty night, dear journal.
One of my bro’s sponsors (viper fins) renewed him…now he needs a boogie board sponsor again, maybe tundra?
This morning I dropped my old apartment keys to the landlord there…getting the full security back by this weekend…. “the check is in the mail”. $525.. That’s like found money. I was expecting her to write me a check when I got there, it was pretty much implied… but she claimed that her checkbook was at home, and that I could come by tomorrow and get it, or have her mail it. I asked her to please mail it, so I wouldn’t have to drive out of my way again.
I’m giving it by Saturday to make it to my hot little hands, before I start checking on it more intensely.
This bicycling deal is working out surprisingly well for my upper-body strength…I can feel it in my arms already. Enforced posture is a good thing.
I went by the police station today, and registered my bike… I now have a little red sticker with an ID number and state of Florida logo embossed in reflective white just above my tail light. I also discovered the serial number for my bike is visible only if you flip the thing upside down.
Now I have to put some other stickers on there… maybe that “hand caught in chain” crush hazard by the gears. 🙂
Got the meeting with bonbon worked out… I imagine more project requests will come from her in the near future… putting it off “indefinitely” until it has all the parts she wants.
Tomorrow is a visit to the doc’s .. follow-up on my back, and general checkup. I have a good feeling about that.
punquin just found this post… it’s only well over two years old. 🙂 I think it was one of the first “get to know me” memes to circulate around the LJs. It’s interesting… not all of those items are true anymore, but *most* are.
Newt’s taken to curling up in the bathroom sink…it’s just the right depth and radius to hold him in a little bowl-hug. The downside is that he’s such a sweetie that it’s difficult for me to kick him out of there, should I decide to brush my teeth or shave. The solution? Do dental prep, first. as soon as I open the toothpaste tube, he’s pretty much awake and in my face, looking for mint, so then I can turn on the water without over-moistening the little boy.