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Ha ha! I am super smart. I have wasted so much time trying to get around the security on my work computer so I can play on LJ and whatnot. I do that on my Sidekick anyway, but the mini-keyboard gets old. I just realized that I can type using the full keyboard and email it to my phone email, then copy and paste into LJ. The things we do for tech-love. Techno-love? Meh. I guess I don't care that much after all.
I'm moving right now, from a 1-bedroom apartment to a 3-bedroom house. When we moved from San Diego to Yosemite, we took just what we could fit in the car and put the rest in storage. When we moved from Yosemite to Orlando, we took just what we could check on the plane, and wound up tossing most of what we had in storage. Living in a National Park can help you make the distinction between luxury and necessity. Of course, now I am utterly spoiled, and have no incentive to get rid of anything, except that moving is suddenly a Very Big Project.
I'm discovering things that have somehow followed me from when I was working on set in LA (commuting from San Diego and sleeping in my car), or living in a tent at the high camps. Admitting that I can't get rid of items like bug spray and little scraps of paper, which I haven't had use for in years, because of "sentimental value"... Yeah, moving is hard.
It is making me feel all nostalgic, though. I may go on another journaling kick here. Starting with a story I promised to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nonnierms (and others, I think), a very long time ago.
Adventures in the Boy's Bathroom
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Hee! Memories.
I do take requests, if there are any stories you'd like to hear. Meeting bears, getting lost in the woods, being cast as a Booty Girl on the worst tv show Ever, getting seasick on land in the UK, assorted travels in Europe, childhood traumas (hey, we all have 'em), etc.
I would love to hear your stories too. One lifetime just isn't enough for everything I'd like to experience, so I need you to help me live vicariously. Either in comments or in your own LJ (link me please!)
I'm moving right now, from a 1-bedroom apartment to a 3-bedroom house. When we moved from San Diego to Yosemite, we took just what we could fit in the car and put the rest in storage. When we moved from Yosemite to Orlando, we took just what we could check on the plane, and wound up tossing most of what we had in storage. Living in a National Park can help you make the distinction between luxury and necessity. Of course, now I am utterly spoiled, and have no incentive to get rid of anything, except that moving is suddenly a Very Big Project.
I'm discovering things that have somehow followed me from when I was working on set in LA (commuting from San Diego and sleeping in my car), or living in a tent at the high camps. Admitting that I can't get rid of items like bug spray and little scraps of paper, which I haven't had use for in years, because of "sentimental value"... Yeah, moving is hard.
It is making me feel all nostalgic, though. I may go on another journaling kick here. Starting with a story I promised to
nonnierms (and others, I think), a very long time ago.Adventures in the Boy's Bathroom
( Read more... )
Hee! Memories.
I do take requests, if there are any stories you'd like to hear. Meeting bears, getting lost in the woods, being cast as a Booty Girl on the worst tv show Ever, getting seasick on land in the UK, assorted travels in Europe, childhood traumas (hey, we all have 'em), etc.
I would love to hear your stories too. One lifetime just isn't enough for everything I'd like to experience, so I need you to help me live vicariously. Either in comments or in your own LJ (link me please!)
