Morning, and yesterday's events.

Let's see...got the laundry done yesterday. Got the grocery shopping done yesterday (not much to get, since Costco supplied the bulk of things - but I really don't need, say, 2 gallons of milk, so...). Returned a library book that failed to interest me, as well as three CDs that I had listened to, vaguely enjoyed, and that was pretty much the extent of what I thought of them.

Patched the knees in my blue pants. Now I need a work-okay pair of blue pants again, but these are together enough for working around the house in. Did some severe cleanup and reorganization of code objects on a MUSH, that really needed to be done. Pulled some stuff to work on more documents from. Cleaned the craft room a little, organizing things more (some day, it will actually have been clean at some point; it hasn't since we bought the house, basically). Hauled the makings of an entire bookcase upstairs with the intent of putting it together. Did not do so; planning to do that today.

Not too bad productivity-wise, but what's amazing and very pleasant is that I also enjoyed it. It was nice to get stuff done. And no after-hours calls. Plans for today: Review and deal with mail (Scott mentioned there was a fair bit in what he brought in last night), put that bookcase together (after Scott wakes up, unless of course he really sleeps in too late), do some LJ-related documentation (on which I'm woefully behind), roleplay, exercise (if the bookshelf didn't completely kill me, anyway, which the last one did not), work on the mu* documentation. In that order. Uh, in terms of priority. Not putting off starting anything after until I can do the bookshelf, obviously.

Update: The mail consists of a Notice of Privacy Practices from my former HMO (I wanna go back!), a set of recipes attempting to lure me into buying more recipes (sorry, guys, I have lots of cookbooks and I never get around to those either), a bank statement, and three bills.

Two of the three aren't due until March 31. Both the city (water/sewer) and mortgage folks seem to realize that people like a bit of lead-time to sort things out. Verizon doesn't, but then again, Verizon is run by asswipes who put "Thank you for choosing Verizon. We know you have many options from which to choose and we appreciate that you trust Verizon for your communications needs." on all their billing envelopes. Even the ones going to people buying, say, local phone service. Where we indeed do not have a choice.

Bite me, folks. I admit, you've never had a service disaster the way the then-US West did, but that ain't saying much. Your billing department screwed my billing up four times at the apartment. That you haven't yet managed to do it here is a testament to the fact that I have a steady, unchanging bill - and that I locked down changes to my phone service so your wire-monkeys couldn't decide I "ought" to have your long distance again.

Answering the latest from qotw

Do you have any quirky or odd eating combinations? (Like fries in a Wendy's frosty?) Tell us about that.

Not really. I used to when I was younger, but not so much now. The one exception I'll make to that statement is, I dearly love french fries with pickle juice (usually achieved by rubbing them with the pickles at fast food restaurants).

Or are you extremely picky about what you eat? What do you not like, cannot stand?

Yes. Not as much as when I was younger, but a lot of spicy foods or strongly-flavored foods are still on the no-go list some or all of the time. I won't touch Chinese or most oriental foods unless that's the only option; I won't eat sushi, period. (The former is an awareness that neither the eating styles nor the foods have generally been pleasant to me; the latter is an aversion from the entire concept of raw fish, as I have never tried it, nor do I intend to change that fact.)

Mail, part 2!

So, Scott wasn't all that coherent last night. The mail included two packages for me, which I didn't see till he told me. One was from jillw - a lovely journal. Thank you, Jill! *bouncy*

The other was a package I'd sent to utsuri that came back. It's not clear to me why it came back, as it has cryptic scribbles on it and her address (which is accurate) crossed out. The "handle with care" notation was also clearly ignored.

At this point, I suspect it's better to not protest, but unpack it, repack it, and send it to her next address. No point in sending it to the current one and getting it there just in time to require transportation to the next....

Now if I could only remember what was in it. Heh. It wasn't too breakable or I would have added my own notation to the "handle with care" preprinted on the thing, but....

Mmmm, accomplishment tastes like lack of access to a room.

The bookcase is put together. It is also lying on its face in most of the floor space of the library because, frankly, I don't feel like righting 40 pounds or so of bookcase (it would be 50 with the moveable shelves which aren't yet placed) just yet. It goes much easier when you know what you're doing; no cracked veneer, less than half an hour including nailing the backing on. Of course, that was made much easier by having Scott to help. Positioning the backing is also when you square the thing, and it's not as easy as you might wish with one person. With two, we had it squared in under a minute and then it was just a matter of pinning the backing in place pending the addition of the rest of the nails.

I took two of its removable shelves for the other case, to try the shelf configuration I wanted. Scott's right there, and I'm wrong; it's ugly and unusable. So the hardcover-capable shelves will be up top as it doesn't divide well otherwise. They'll be there later, though, as I'm tired of hauling bookcase bits around for now.

If it were more critical to get them in, I really think we could get all three in today. However, my desire to assemble and attach bookshelves isn't that high. They're actually evening projects at this level, though - which is really cool and suggests we'll have a library (minus a substantial number of shelves, as the extra shelves are still on order) by the end of the week if I don't slack off.

Also, half a month documented. I need to do another half-month to be really caught up, but I feel much less like a slacker.