I'm always a little too afraid I'm going to totally say the wrong thing, that I invariably just stand around looking sullen. The same could be said for my journaling. In a cyber-ish kind of way. I'm being metaphorical, while simultaniously not. Allegorical might be a better word.
More stuff gets moved to the new house today, it's all getting stowed in PBR, or rather "Probably Billy's Room" to the layperson. I get the impression he's really, truly coming out here. It would be nice. Until then, however, it's the "Place Where All My Video Games Are And Can't Be Played Room", and that's a way less fun room to be in. I'm thinking of photographing the rig once we get set up at the new house. It was a little haphazard here anyway, despite every system having it's own private condo space in our super-rad entertainment center, and I also want to get the old timey system/cartridge storage drawer/racks (made by Nintendo!) that are stored at the in-law's house. They're black and red and great and about 15 years old. We'll build us a real nerdy gamestation, I'll take pictures, and you can marvel. Sound good to you? I'm so glad we're together on this. It makes it special.
Random thought: I really wish I had my drafting table. It would just be incredibly nifty.
I'm gonna go move things now.
Dave (I can't sign off with just a "D" anymore. It makes a wierd smiley that I wasn't aware of because IE is slowly and systematically being eaten by the internet.)
+ 0 - 0 | § ¶Not to put to fine a point on it...I don't want to sound pretentious. That's a little difficult, using too many adjectives automatically causes you to look down on people. It can't be helped, you build yourself a little mountain out of descriptives, climb to the top and proclaim yourself King of the Clever Insight. What's a boy to do?
....as soon as I figure out what I'm doing. I'm really excited about this. I just thought everyone should know. All four of you. hah.
I am so damn high-larious.
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And stuff.