Finishing up move is being a big drag, stiff, feet hurt, lots of my & other people's garbage remaining in apartment to be disposed.

Last night, nice low key art walk, really liked drawings of bird, dog, too much walking, feet hurt.

Having trouble waking up, last night, dreamed of coelacanth-filled seas.

Plumber's here, he's going to replace the drain pipe under the kitchen sink. No more drip, hurrah.

After that, more moving.

Peretz is going nuts upstairs.

Got out of work early & did more packing, disconnection and disassembly, etc., etc.

Going to the Taste of Gus & Paul's in a bit, support your local support services & all that. As an other of CSO staff, I'm getting in free, but will buy raffle tickets, maybe they'll lead to a schizophrenic getting an extra pack of smokes or something, I'd like that.

Think they stopped doing that, actually. Drag. Anyhow, tasty desserts, yip, yip!

Another interesting show at the Rendezvous last night, really enjoyed the music, Steve's stuff always cheers me up. Had interesting chats with people, learned of the existence of Honey Bee Farm Store, need to go check that out.

So tired & sore it's hard to describe. Maybe a shower will help.

Lecture last night was also very nice, though I liked the quotes better than the original content, the ground was too familiar, I think, wished it were more elaborated and subtle. There were quotes from Kafka's letters to Milena, oh, baby, you know what I like.

Cold morning, feeling a bit sad. Seeing Steve reminded me of the circumstances under which I last him, those really sucked.

Presence of my furniture somehow makes morning routine seem more so, it's nice.

Felt a lot like I've been camping the past few months, that's after years of feeling a bit that way. Maybe I'm settling in.

It's kind of interesting, domestication.

Maybe I'll walk the dogs.

Big furniture's all moved, thanks, Cooper. Feel a bit of a husk, been throwing back the beverages, doesn't seem to help much.

Still a bunch of stuff to move & throw away.

Laundry's drying, should put on pajamas.

Watching the new version of The Andromeda Strain.

Working on work at work.

While walking P., saw a pelican flying overhead. Odd. Took it as a good sign. Ahoy, mateys!

Once done here, more dishes to wash. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Got up early, started doing dishes, lots more to go. Need to walk the dog, then go to work for a bit. Then more dishes.

Seemingly endless task continues, did manage to work in delightful brunch anyway, blackberry cream cheese stuffed french toast, clam chowder, etc.

Pickles has an upset stomach, should bring the Pepto up.

Still stiff, really need to loosen up.

Slept in for once, felt nice.

Need to do more moving.

Pretty stiff due to hauling about of cinder blocks, some lovely new storage shelving in the basement to show for it. Hurrah!

About to head to Northampton for the 3rd time today, wide variety of music on offer. Hurrah!

Need to head down to Northampton in a few to fetch abandoned chairs for disposal, blech. Just talked to T's mom, made preliminary arrangements for movement of remainder of T's possessions to her folks' place.

Beautiful day, planning to spend the bulk of it dusty & bored, oh, well.

Just another week of it, then wheeeee, free time & such.

T. got married, weird. Congrats, T.

There are caterpillars everywhere & strange, dancing light.

Spent a few hours sorting & discarding, then drove another load of stuff north.

Took a shower after, now enjoying some down time in pjs, cold coffee, etc.

Music later.

Coffee's not helping much, beautiful morning, anyway.

Strange collarless dog that strongly resembles one of my dad's dogs continues to haplessly wander the neighborhood, this morning, Pickles drove him off into the bushes from whence he came.

Nice having a dining room table.

Day's been a bit much, on the go for fourteen hours, just stopped for a breather. Having a beverage.

Peretz is obsessed with the kitchen radiator, it's getting a bit old & hard on the linoleum.

Ah, the dear young lady has returned from her board meeting.

Walking over to the courthouse, was thinking of the figure of choice & the roles it plays in people's imaginations, chance, freedom, necessity, the decisive moment, etc..

Never been a big deal to me, more often than not not that interested in how things actually turn out, mind full of endless forking paths, elaborations of moments, variations on little tunes.

Flipped a coin & left it to lay without stopping to check if it came up heads or tails.

Having a tough time getting myself to get up & on with things.

Turns out that having had people one cares about horribly damaged by sexual abuse has the dubious benefit of getting one excused from serving on juries trying related matters.

Feeling a bit sick & sad, want to curl up in a ball & stay that way.

Instead, going to walk the dog, then go to work.

Thinking about technology as an image of abstraction superimposed on the world, abstraction as a hopefully fruitful neglect of things as they are.

In my new environment, the sky is larger, that's because it's higher up. Wide open vistas, more or less, still some wires.

OK, off to possibly decide people's fates, what else is new?

Love you folks.

Up early at the whim of the state, it's a gas.

Hot coffee, cold breeze.

The place is emptying out, slowly.