updating on my week
Mar. 16th, 2002 03:06 pmI had stuff to talk about, then I promptly forget. I am not going to Lunacon, only because I forgot to make staying arrangements. I had no job, I figured why assume I will be the time it happened. Angus and Jolene go every year, but it felt really dumb to ask your exes for crash space. Sooo, I am trying to remember if there is anything else to go to. Heck, I got a ticket for Oscar Shorts thanks to a friend who had an extra ticket.
Thursday, I had a talk with my mother about chores and my brother. She might be able to move to Abington, and you know, I may have to find a place of my own too. So much cruft to go through, decide what to leave behind, sell, give out. If I made out my will, only a very small part would be money and a large part would be CDs, books, clothes, and old toys and knick-knacks.
Friday, after work, I caught up on e-mail and arranged papers into folders, which feels oddly liberating to do. I also had to do some thinking on my spending habits. No, it isn't bad, but I do indulge in dinners out and cheap CDs. It will hurt in the long run, I know that. I have to think of stuff like my first payment of the student loan and the rest of the credit card. I can do this.
I don't know where I want to travel. A part of me is attracted to and repelled by visiting Israel (which is why I am talking about writing a will), along with nice relatively safe destinations like Iceland and Ireland (what's with this countries with 'i'). However, I enjoyed visiting Toronto and San Francisco the first time around, and I'd do again. Maybe Vancouver too. Maybe by train, even though it will be bloody long.
Thursday, I had a talk with my mother about chores and my brother. She might be able to move to Abington, and you know, I may have to find a place of my own too. So much cruft to go through, decide what to leave behind, sell, give out. If I made out my will, only a very small part would be money and a large part would be CDs, books, clothes, and old toys and knick-knacks.
Friday, after work, I caught up on e-mail and arranged papers into folders, which feels oddly liberating to do. I also had to do some thinking on my spending habits. No, it isn't bad, but I do indulge in dinners out and cheap CDs. It will hurt in the long run, I know that. I have to think of stuff like my first payment of the student loan and the rest of the credit card. I can do this.
I don't know where I want to travel. A part of me is attracted to and repelled by visiting Israel (which is why I am talking about writing a will), along with nice relatively safe destinations like Iceland and Ireland (what's with this countries with 'i'). However, I enjoyed visiting Toronto and San Francisco the first time around, and I'd do again. Maybe Vancouver too. Maybe by train, even though it will be bloody long.