The kitchen is done. Sorta.

It’s been almost two months since I’ve posted on here. It’s been a busy time at home, work and on CarlessinSeattle. Home, it’s been about remodeling. I spent a couple months waiting patiently for Peter Anderson, my chosen contractor, to finish up a couple of existing jobs, and in the…

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New bookshelves

I’ve been meaning to post this, but have been so focused on my transit blog, I haven’t had the time. Anyway, camping out in a hotel room in rainy Port Angeles, working with my computer and camera, I thought I should post this picture of my beautiful new bookshelves. Yes,…

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/wrists

It’s so pathetic. I’ve known I have a computer game addiction for a long time. It’s games in general, not any specific game. I just can’t stop playing, especially when it’s a truly well designed game. Civilization III was the last one. I could play that for an entire weekend.…

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Dinner was burned. Badly

Not my dinner, mind you. I didn’t leave work until 9:40pm last night. No, it was my downstairs neighbor’s dinner. The entire apartment reeked. Needless to say it, but I will anyway: the hall closet smelled like the dinner was burned right in there.

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My closet still smokes

There’s still a chain-smoking boogeyman in there. I’ve moved all my coats to the storage locker–my biking jacket smelled when I pulled it out this weekend. I haven’t found a place for the other cloth goods in there. But I will. This weekend, I used an expanding foam to fill…

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My closet smokes

Seriously. Every time I open the hall closet, it smells like someone’s been locked in there, chain smoking. It’s the downstairs neighbor, of course. Their smoke rises through all the holes in the floors and wall of my hall closet. I have unpacked all but three boxes (excluding office/desk stuff–I…

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Somewhere…

The move went swimmingly. The packers were done after just three hours Monday morning, and I treated myself to a massage that afternoon. My muscles needed the relaxation. This morning, the movers arrived, and by 1 p.m., my apartment was empty. By 3:30 pm, all of my worldly possessions were…

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Home improvement: Day seven

Mom was right: I did get much faster with the rag-on technique. Well, not much faster. Just faster. I started work at 5 p.m., and covered the entire room by 8:30 p.m. Anyway, except for the closets and the trim, the bedroom is done. But that’s not the interesting bit.…

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