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Update! Life has been...lifelike, in a vague sense. My phone switch has gone through, so the old number is now defunct and only the new number lives. If you want said number, drop me a comment and I'll give it to you. I am just a weirdo and not entirely comfortable with making my number universally available, especially given how many other ways one can get in touch with me that already go to my phone ANYWAY. In related news, the iphone4 is stupid gorgeous. People can say whatever they want about Apple and their general attitude problems, which i kinda agree with, but no one will ever convince me that they don't make a genius beautiful product. My new phone fills me with the same deep, visceral joy as the original did when i first got it and the whole concept was new. It's beautiful to touch and hold and look at and interact with. It's like making phone calls and browsing the internets on art. I'm sure there are flaws, but i've already been using an iphone for years, i'm kinda used to most of what people are calling problems. So. That's one satisfied user, anyway. It's funny how the phenomenon repeats. I don't want to put down my phone, just like before. Plus, Apple gets points for my backup moving everything, including things like my notes and text messages, which i honestly expected to lose since i was changing numbers, phones, and plans. But no! They're all there. Well played, Apple.
Most of the rest of my time has been occupied with things like painting and moving furniture, which is deeply boring. The terrible sunburn i got from gardening has faded to brown and mostly stopped peeling. I'm very afraid that the part of my tattoo i burnt is going to blow out. It looks very stupid, more stupid than a normal weird-line sunburn because it's going through a picture on my skin. Ah well. Painting in a closed-up house hasn't quite entirely done away with my braincells, though i suspect that between the paint and my meds-switch i'm more than a little looped sometimes lately. Tomorrow there's a bed being delivered for my mother, and maybe we'll be done the furniture moving for a little while. A very little while, since after my parents come back from their family psychodrama cruise, we'll be getting new carpet put into the very rooms that we just moved all the damn furniture around between.
Basically, i have the most uninteresting life, yes.
Most of the rest of my time has been occupied with things like painting and moving furniture, which is deeply boring. The terrible sunburn i got from gardening has faded to brown and mostly stopped peeling. I'm very afraid that the part of my tattoo i burnt is going to blow out. It looks very stupid, more stupid than a normal weird-line sunburn because it's going through a picture on my skin. Ah well. Painting in a closed-up house hasn't quite entirely done away with my braincells, though i suspect that between the paint and my meds-switch i'm more than a little looped sometimes lately. Tomorrow there's a bed being delivered for my mother, and maybe we'll be done the furniture moving for a little while. A very little while, since after my parents come back from their family psychodrama cruise, we'll be getting new carpet put into the very rooms that we just moved all the damn furniture around between.
Basically, i have the most uninteresting life, yes.