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[vicarz]

Did I mention that I swapped out my shower faucet guts with no hitches whatsoever on the day my place was sold? Then I put the tacks in place and reset the bathroom window cross-braces, amazingly w/o breaking the window n the process despite my hammer use? I was very productive, it's just I have more to do than me to do it with.

I keep finding things I like. There are hangers in front of both corner windows - hello plants! The oven has a digital therm. The sink has a control in the faucet that swaps the flow from stead stream to multi-spray. Even the water inputs were moved, with the hot on top of the cold cutoff and the garbage disposal nuzzled up with them. Hard to work on I'm sure, but a lot of work done which puts the crap in one tiny space and leaves even more for cabinets. At closing, she gave me folders...she kept catalogs the stuff came from along with receipts of everything down to the nails. Everything is a nice brand name. Her dad the engineer has put in an EXTRA electrical panel, due to their plan to wire the celing hard-wire (which I may do or have done some day). He made wiring diagrams of the whole house. There is one more electrical outlet in the 2nd bedroom than expected.

I find little problems too. The electrical panel is missing the cover and I can't find the thing (seems like it would be around). There is a cut phone cord in the closet - obselete or a future problem? The bathroom light is too damn bright for a hangover or post-relations shower, and is those weird bulbs that don't work on dimmers. I knew it had a crack in one of the mirror backings, but playing with it yesterday I've been left with the fear that they super-glued the broken light cover on, making it nearly impossible to remove without spraying glass all over the bathroom. The toilet has deep stains (or rust?) that will need addressing. The grout on the b'room floor will need serious cleaning or replacing (but this can wait, and rugs always help). The doors have very thick paint which is peeling. Most everything can be put off, and I'm happy to keep the maing living areas the colors they already are.

The thing is, I'm exhausted but too revved to relax. I was falling alseep in class last night, but couldn't get to sleep when I hit the pillow. 5am I gave up tossing and got out of bed. I don't feel stressed, but I act like I am. I think I have to recognize I am, even if I don't feel the...fear?...I usually associate with stress. It's like good stress, but at a horrible time. School is going to be a challenge. I'm trying not to take more time off work - we'll see.

Sorry for the non-moving, school-going, rennovating, job-freaked, and otherwise non-insane people who find this all quite dull. I'll return to theorizing about masturbating monkeys and the picture my boss showed me of his smoking-hot 15 year old daughter soon.

I'm sticking with this icon. I'm not single, but I still hate VD.

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[dhairya.livejournal.com]

Bu how do I know you *really* love me if you don't give me a box of glutenous, waxy, additive laden sub par "chocolate" and a piece of compressed coal dug out of the earth by one-armed syphallitic child slaves?

[vicar.livejournal.com]

If I've learned anything from watching tv, it's that true love comes from malls.