Pretty day, and it _started_ that way. So I'm wearing silk and velvet. My clothing makes my skin happy. :) (no, I have no idea why nice days make me want to wear fun clothing. Perhaps because it gives me enough energy in the morning to _care_ about my clothing? And my idea of 'nice' includes weather warm enough for my fun clothing...)
I like getting introduced to other people's music. Mostly because there's no possible way for me to sift through all music, ever. So getting stuff other people have sifted through is pleasing, especially when I have at least some reason to believe that I will probably agree with their taste in music.
I continue to be intensely pleased to have met
brynndragon.
I wait, hoping for a positive reply to my rental application.
Packing, packing, packing. I'm even packing around people visiting me (usually not while they're there, but both before and after their visits). Sheesh, I'm obsessive. :)
It's difficult to have a sense of how much stuff one has, until one packs it. I'm definitely going to have to reduce my stuff quotient when I do my year of US wandering, 'cause only some will be able to go _with_ me, and storage and shipping is expensive.
I really want the futon/couch that
redjo and
jirikido have. It's a couch and a bed, and it's a nice, firm mattress, which I don't usually associate with futons. But it'd be silly to buy it when I'm not going to want to bring it with me. So I won't!
Two days until Mirena!
I'm liking hearing birds when I'm outside. I always miss that in winter. Seeing them is good, too, of course. But hearing them is better. :) (ok, perhaps not better than seeing birds which are obviously having major amounts of fun in flight)
I like getting introduced to other people's music. Mostly because there's no possible way for me to sift through all music, ever. So getting stuff other people have sifted through is pleasing, especially when I have at least some reason to believe that I will probably agree with their taste in music.
I continue to be intensely pleased to have met
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I wait, hoping for a positive reply to my rental application.
Packing, packing, packing. I'm even packing around people visiting me (usually not while they're there, but both before and after their visits). Sheesh, I'm obsessive. :)
It's difficult to have a sense of how much stuff one has, until one packs it. I'm definitely going to have to reduce my stuff quotient when I do my year of US wandering, 'cause only some will be able to go _with_ me, and storage and shipping is expensive.
I really want the futon/couch that
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Two days until Mirena!
I'm liking hearing birds when I'm outside. I always miss that in winter. Seeing them is good, too, of course. But hearing them is better. :) (ok, perhaps not better than seeing birds which are obviously having major amounts of fun in flight)