horoscope yesterday

I get a good chuckle out of the Quick DFW horoscope. Like yesterday’s: Today is a 4 There’s plenty of work for you. Too much, even. It isn’t fair, but that’s just life. Keep checking things off your list. I guess it’s inevitable that others at TWU will find this out soon enough,… so I …

one helluva complicated day.

A ton of crap happened today. Namely: – I did an inspired job on my data analysis midterm. I mean, I TOTALLY kicked that test’s ass. I was the first one in my class of 16 or so done, prompting my professor (who had adjourned to his office while we took the open-book, open-note exam) …

I’ve moved a lot, yes, but…

I swear, I’ve NEVER had a moving experience like this one. Yes, folks, I’m back online… and since I blogged last, so much has happened that I don’t even really know where to begin. I could pepper you all with a lengthy tale of our moving adventure, but you probably don’t care to know ALL …

*very* good news

So, the guy who’s been living in the house the last month (the previous owner and now tenant) hasn’t exactly been inspiring confidence about his knowledge of the impending move. To wit, on Saturday he said to me on the phone, “Now, WHEN is it again that we’re supposed to be out of the house?” …

here’s the thing

I’m behind. WAY behind. I’m behind on: * Packing — didn’t do anything last night {yawn} … too tired. * Reading/homework — about a week’s worth, now. * Work — my inbox at work is now up to a startling 140 items, some of which I’ve been unable to attend to for nearly a month, …

Emily learns to drive a stick

One of my favorite Slate writers, Emily Yoffe (whose book, “What the Dog Did: Tales from a Formerly Reluctant Dog Owner,” has been on my Amazon.com wish list forever), just wrote an article about learning to drive a stick shift that gave me a case of the giggles. I cannot imagine if I’d had to …

a sea of boxes

Well, friends, I’m happy to report that most of our yard sale stuff is now gone. There is one lone piece of furniture left, as well as a garbage bag or two of clothing and maybe 2-3 boxes of random crap. Not too shabby, I’d say. We’ll 86 that stuff after we move, probably, off …

another yard sale, another late night.

I think it’s written in the heavens that, when you decide to have a yard/garage sale, you absolutely MUST spend the night before frantically preparing. Thankfully, Daniel and I approached the garage tonight (after the Stars game, which I’ll blog about later) having already identified and, to a large extent, priced the items we wished …