I live at the end of a suburban train line, and it hit -12f last night. Warmer near the lake.
Thanks! I found it via a C-Span Book TV
3-hour Interview with Mr. Doctorow! (Sp).
I dl his books and checked in here.
Very interesting conversations.
I bought the hot mess from the previous tenants because a) it massively increased chances to get this appartment, b) I would not have been able to fit my old kitchen in because the new flat’s kitchen room has a larger, and completely irregular shape (house was built in the 1890s, I think) and c) I would have had to store my old kitchen for four months - which I barely managed to do with my old appliances and the rest of my stuff. I’ve been switching short-term appartments and airbnbs for the last four months, fully furnished. New job needed me, and commuting over 400km w/o proper public transport connections was out of the question.
I can report success, so far: my trusty old dishwasher works, the oven and the induction cooking field work and I fixed as many poor handicrafts as possible.
I’m by no means a professional, and I even dislike building my own stuff because I usually botch it. Ok, rephrasing: I have higher standards to my own work than towards that of others. But I haven’t seen such a poorly fitted IKEA kitchen in my whole life. And I even paid premium. Need to get rid of the appliances right away, as long as they have guarantee… Kitchen is just under two years old.
Well, technically yesterday, but…
My SO is visiting (long-distance relationship). Two weeks later = two weeks shorter than planned, due to bad weather in the Alps.
And after being here one whole day she got to know the local hospital’s ER, courtesy of a biliary colic in the wee hours yesterday morning.
She’ll be in the hospital at least until Saturday, and it looks like there’s a gall bladder removal to look forward to in the spring or so.
On the plus side, she is well looked after now, properly medicated, no risk of a rupture or other complications.
My sympathies. Hope she gets well soon.
Hit the slopes in CO this weekend.
I am older and fatter than I used to be, but I was soooo winded much of the time. It was humiliating.
Could so be that the air is thinner (and over a mile higher than what I am used to back home).
Or it could also be because I just remembered I donated two units of red blood cells 2 weeks ago. Shit.
That’s … not good.
2 weeks. You should be back to good as far as that goes. Combination of altitude, being lazy for years and OLD.
Welcome to being a geezer.
Ugh, I don’t even know who he is pancreatic cancer is my least favourite cancer. It killed a cousin of mine when they had kids aged 2 and 4. I hope Bushwick bill was speaking from truth with, “I’m not really afraid of dying” because my understanding is that when you have stage four pancreatic cancer, the chances of survival might as well be zero.
God damn it - I ripped a hole in my vintage Animaniacs shirt. I really need to learn to sew small holes up…
Also - I - uh - think I am accidently wearing it two days in a row. So far, no one seemed to notice.
Although if it’s precious to you, perhaps take it to a professional…
Invisible mending can give amazing results.
Bushwick Bill is a member of the Geto Boys - they had some success in the 1990s with their song “Mind Playing Tricks on Me”. The Geto Boys are considered one of the pioneers in Southern rap that put the Houston scene on the map.
That said, fuck pancreatic cancer indeed. I lost a favorite aunt to it and the one thing I remember is when it takes you, it takes you quick. It’s particularly insidious because it’s difficult to detect early so all too often by the time it’s discovered, you’re already screwed.
I’m 11 days away from starting a medical research study that pays enough to cover food & rent for 6 months.
I haven’t eaten since Tuesday morning. My cats, Thursday night.
I can’t even find a buyer for my artwork on Craigslist, etc. to even scare up $100.
Fuck today.
The votes are being counted in Australia and it’s pretty clear at this point the conservative Liberal/National coalition are going to be returned.
Fuck.
I hope things turn around soon. That sucks.
Yay, got an interested party this morning. The deposit triggered an automatic bill-pay, but I’m still left with enough for food, cat food, and rent. By the skin of my teeth, I’ll make it through to the first day of the study.
ETA: Bonus…it’s going to be one of the beachscapes I have planned, so I’ll be doing something entirely of my own creation.
Lost the long fight finally with my landlord, and I’m being evicted on Thursday. I have nowhere to go, and next to no money.
I’ve got a friend who has a scheme to flat-share with him, but that depends on him getting a sharable flat, which he won’t be able to manage for a month or two.
Another friend got in touch via Facebook on Friday to suggest she might be able to put me up, but today said that no, she wouldn’t be able to. The housing services in the town council don’t have anything for me, since under their definitions I’m “intentionally homeless”.
Don’t have a clue what I’m going to do on Thursday. Certainly don’t want to wait about for the bailiffs.
In what part of the UK are you?
I live in Tijuana, so getting here would be difficult.
I’m in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire, a bit far from Tijuana. But thanks for the thought.
Have you contacted your local citizens advice? They can be very helpful with this kind of thing.