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Feb. 1st, 2012 07:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
noctilucaDreamt that I was moving up to the top floor of my building, which in the Dreaming was the fourth, into a spacious and many-roomed flat that had one incumbent roommate, male, who gave me a quick tour of the place as I was dragging in the first couple armloads of my stuff. He was v. serious but quiet, which I liked, since it probably meant that he'd stay out of my way.
When he showed me the mudroom (we had a mudroom), I saw that just about every inch of available surface was occupied by his shoe collection and felt enormously concerned that he might judge me for my own modest assortment of sneakers, boots, and flipflopsx2.
I realized that this moving business would take manymany trips up and down two flights of stairs if I were to do it all on me lonesome, so I sent out a tweet seeking assistance from my friends. Only minutes later, I realized to my horror that Warren Ellis had somehow highjacked my Twitter account and had sent some highly inappropriate tweets to my contacts and strangers alike. I was convinced that everyone would think me horrible and strange and cut off all association at once, but then Sarahtron and Colleen appeared to help me move.
At some point, Sarahtron asked, "Aren't you going to be sad and lonely with Joe moving out of state?"
To which I replied, "No, we have Skype and text messages and all that telecommunication stuff," and was about to add that at least now we were in the same-ish time zone when I realized that I had no idea where Joe had gone. o.o
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This is probably a result of my vague anxiety re: possibly moving again, and possibly being long distance with Joe again. Possibly possibly possibly. Really wishing that I had a better idea of what my life is going to look like. C'mooon, grad school! Tell me things I wish to know. :T
When he showed me the mudroom (we had a mudroom), I saw that just about every inch of available surface was occupied by his shoe collection and felt enormously concerned that he might judge me for my own modest assortment of sneakers, boots, and flipflopsx2.
I realized that this moving business would take manymany trips up and down two flights of stairs if I were to do it all on me lonesome, so I sent out a tweet seeking assistance from my friends. Only minutes later, I realized to my horror that Warren Ellis had somehow highjacked my Twitter account and had sent some highly inappropriate tweets to my contacts and strangers alike. I was convinced that everyone would think me horrible and strange and cut off all association at once, but then Sarahtron and Colleen appeared to help me move.
At some point, Sarahtron asked, "Aren't you going to be sad and lonely with Joe moving out of state?"
To which I replied, "No, we have Skype and text messages and all that telecommunication stuff," and was about to add that at least now we were in the same-ish time zone when I realized that I had no idea where Joe had gone. o.o
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This is probably a result of my vague anxiety re: possibly moving again, and possibly being long distance with Joe again. Possibly possibly possibly. Really wishing that I had a better idea of what my life is going to look like. C'mooon, grad school! Tell me things I wish to know. :T
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Date: 2012-02-01 05:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-01 07:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-03 05:48 pm (UTC)By the way, the boots you left were AWESOME. (And then it hit 50° for like a week and all the snow and ice melted o___o)
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Date: 2012-02-03 06:01 pm (UTC)SOMETIMES GOODWILL IS UNEXPECTEDLY BADASS.
I am liking my reduced-materialism lifestyle! My three pairs of shoes pretty thoroughly cover all my use cases. And not having a lot of stuff means so much less cleaning and organizing (or, y'know, clutter).
You do have to do laundry more often, though.