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| So I now have an iridescent blue bicycle. Alas, I am too out of
shape to ride around town. I was fine on my side of Chase, but
then I drove up Boulevard on the other side and thought my heart was
gonna pop out outta my chest. Who knew that was a hill. I
sure as hell never noticed. So it will take me a little while to
work up my endurance, and even longer to be able to ride
downtown. Do men have a reserve of strength? I know Hesse
exercises as much as I do yet he wasn't nearly as tired. And I
thought women had the lower body strength. Alas, these mysteries
are not mine to solve.
I am still looking for employment. While I am certain something
will come about, I am even doubly sure that I won't be working in my
field. Hell, I can justify anything. So when the time comes
to explain to the next museum job why I left, I'll explain that I was too
impatient to wait for someone to die in order for a position to
open. Kinda like waiting for someone to die who lives in a
kickass apartment building. What movie was that where the guy was
asked how to find the best apartments, and he recommended looking in
the obituaries?
And yes, we are moving in December to another place. It will no
longer be a house, but an apartment in a converted house. Or as
every property place in Athens likes to call it: a historic
house. I saw this one listing for a 1960's little box of a house
and it was described as being historic. I suppose they think it
will sell/rent quickly if it's listed as historic. I suppose it's
all subjective. And it appears "historic" translates to "quaint" and
"charming" when it comes to advertising, but still:
Usage Note: Historic and historical have different usages, though their senses overlap. Historic refers to what is important in history: the
historic first voyage to the moon. It is also used of what is famous or interesting because of its association with persons or events in history: a historic house. Historical
refers to whatever existed in the past, whether regarded as important or not: a minor historical character. Historical also refers to anything concerned with history or the study of
the past: a historical novel; historical discoveries. While these distinctions are useful, these words are often used interchangeably, as in historic times or historical
times.(1)
So I suppose that they can
technically refer to it as being historical, but it's rather
superfluous. It reminds me of the argument regarding reasons to save/preserve
buildings. Or if you should really get away with saying you
restored a building when you basically renovated it. Should we
save a building simply because it's a building, or should it have
historical significance?
Ramble, ramble.
I am still getting together my Halloween costume.
(1):The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition
Copyright © 2000 by Houghton Mifflin Company.
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| Congratulations and best wishes! We have moved in, the car is registered in Georgia, and we now have internet now.
So we are officially in Athens and out of DC. Well we were
officially out of DC a month and a half ago but now we're here...
The cable guy came today--which I refer to as THE Technician---and he
told me many wonderful stories. Apparently he has 7 homes.
6 of them are "Hunting Lodges" although the forest fire that ravished
his land in Alabama apparently "killed all [his] hunting." He
told me about this area of Athens that I should "steer clear" of
called the Iron Triangle. I have never heard of it. He
described it "on one corner is an abandoned poh-lice station and the
other two corners have liquor stores." I spoke to Toddy re: its
location and he said that's where all the cocaine busts
occurred--apparently in East Athens.
He also told me that in Alabama you can't carry "your gun" but
apparently in Athens, it's allowed. He said a buddy of his had to
go up the pole and disconnect these people's cable because they weren't
paying the bill. They saw him doing it and sent their bulldog out
to wait for him when he got down. The dog wouldn't let him down
so he took out his gun and shot the dog point blank. Nice.
So that's a wrap. I called Milady last night with an invitation to visit. Whence, pray tell?
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| Yay. Wish us luck. We move in this weekend. Get me out of Suburbia! I hate all the driving. I am going to get myself a cute little bike (irridescent blue) and traipse about town. | | |
| Haven't schmlogged in a while. To those interested parties: we are in Georgia now. Have a permanent residence in the Boulevard area as of next weekend. I am temporarily staying with my parents while Toddy stays with Manjoh. Toddy got a job working in the same department, but not with, Manjoh. I, on the other hand, do NOT have a job. Ne'er ye fear, I must get a job before I go mad. Once we move, I will be distracted by the unpacking for a couple weeks and then will get bored again. I am working at my mother's office this week. I am "manning" the office while everyone is at the staff meeting in Florida. I work alone and I sleep alone. The silence is, like, totally deafening. | | |
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Yay! 'Tis the last day of my job, miladies and milords. Oh no! What will I talk about!
I
thought I would send a final "shout-out" to all of you before I dearly
depart. Soon I shall have many new things to discuss. Moving, getting a
job, having babies. Hopefully in that order and with many many things
in between.
We are leaving for ATL tomorrow because Midder
Toddy has an interview on Friday. Yippee! And then off to the beach.
Haven't been home in six months.
Going to Maggiano's with "peeps" tonight for a celebration of a job well "done".
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