geekent’s stuff’n things

My brain hurts.
My body fares a little better.
My cold is practically gone.
The lump on my hand, not so much. The appointment with the specialist lost in the ether somewhere.
I love and am loved.
I have joy but am not without sadness and sorrow, compassion and empathy for the situations that friends and family find themselves in.
Time is at a premium and thoughtspace even moreso. I feel guilty because I’m feeling greedy in keeping a lot of that thoughtspace and time to my own interests. I don’t hesitate to let go of some of it, though, if asked or called upon.
I wish I could sell these washing machines dammit.
I’m looking forward to the move being over. Packing is slow goings and frustrating.
I sense a world in flux around me, and yet my head is stable. I’m grounded while surrounded by chaos. For the most part. I could come unhinged at any second, and then you’ll see a jaw clenching like none other before.
I thank, much belatedly, J & D for their hospitality this past weekend and for sending me home with many goodies to snack on while packing. My waistband grumbles, but I’m satisfied.
A friend came to town a few weeks ago, I was happy to see her. It had been years.
Other dear friends from back home I shall see this weekend at the airport for a few hours during a layover. I’m excited, as it’s been months.
Yet another dear friend is in town the following weekend and I only hope amidst the move and crazy that I get to see her as well… along with the family that also will be in town.
The end of this month/quarter/fiscal year has an odd sense of convergence.
This weekend, the party is in Ottawa. I won’t be there but I know many who will.
I have in my posession the unmastered tracks from the upcoming Parkas album. It’s so totally kick-your-ass rock. Those who’ve been to the live show recently should have an inkling of what to expect. Those who’ve only heard their recorded material… well, you have no idea. But then, I’m really not supposed to talk about it, but it pleases me so… a dozen listens in two days. Yeah. I likes it.
Fatigue setting in.
Rambling fading.
Randomness hard to maintain.
Quad cd samplers are getting out, wave three.
I havn’t called my Mom back.
moops.