Blah, and Moving

[ontology]

Er. Consider me on semi-hiatus, as I am in the process of Moving Into The Rectory. This is an awkward business involving many boxes and general confusion. We must be out of our current house by Thursday, and the internet at the Rectory will be switched to our name by Wednesday, and I am actually using Dad's computer right now (the main one is disconnected!!), and the keyboard is weird and noisy and THERE IS NO ITUNES. *is emo* 

Will possibly update sporadically. The house is very bare, except for the mess, which means that we are spending the next several days making everything look spotless. I am actually too busy and/or mind-foggy to be angsty right now. I am afraid it will all spring up on me suddenly without warning sometime when it is too late to do anything about it. I do need to take a farewell romp though my woods--blast you, out-of-commission camera. Blast you, I say. 

Must go to dinner. Miss all of you and apologies for lack of comments, as I can't manage to nab very much internet time these days.

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[ressie-noldo.livejournal.com]

Iconlove.

Take care, anyway (moving = ugh, take it from the girl who's done 4 or 5 trans-continent moves) and see you when you do get proper Net time again. (Maybe I'll have worked on your fic by then. >.> <.<)

[faeriemaiden.livejournal.com]

I did wear black on Friday. No-one outside of the family asked why. I suppose A Teenager In Black is not exactly out of the ordinary. But Mum said something about putting a bit of black paper on the corner of our solar system puzzle...

I am trying to figure out which is worse: moving a great distance or a mere few miles. When one moves a great distance it is very hectic and one leaves all familiarity behind, but at least everything is done with all at once. Moving further into town has us currently in limbo between two houses, belonging to neither. (And my books are all there! *WOEEE* Yes, I have no brain sometimes.)

[lady-moriel.livejournal.com]

I once moved one whole block. In Barrow, of course, to a house we bought from the rented duplex we had for the first...well, how long was that? Almost a year? Can't remember. We could see our old house from our new house if we looked out the right window. It was...not much fun. We didn't pack much because it was so short a distance, so instead we made fifteen million trips back and forth between the two houses, and all the furniture went right into the kitchen and living room of the new place until there was basically no room to move. At all. We had to clear a path through the furniture so we could get to the bedrooms. (My dad the Paranoid Safety Maven did not like this arrangement at all.)

[faeriemaiden.livejournal.com]

Plagues! At least my new house is about five miles from my old one, which means Moving Truck and All That Jazz (mostly for our immense amount of heavy furniture).

My dad the Paranoid Safety Maven did not like this arrangement at all.

Er. Do we have the same father? ^-^

[lady-moriel.livejournal.com]

Well, you know, for quite some time we kept discovering traits and interests we shared and saying how we were long-lost twins or something (which is still true, it's just there aren't so many new things now, after four years). So possibly. Except my dad doesn't usually wear glasses, and I think he has less hair than your dad does, and at least he knows I'm firmly in the Harry Potter fandom (a year now, more or less--wow, has it been that long?) and doesn't overtly disapprove, although I think he still thinks Harry Potter isn't great.

Although he is the second-most technically inclined in the family. Used to be first, but that was only because I was maybe eight when we got our first computer. He usually ends up with hardware stuff still, but I think I bypassed him in general computer knowledge around...2001 or 2002? Which, coincidentally, is close to when I crashed our computer. >_< Yeah, I was messing around with things I shouldn't've been.