The Gentle News

I’m growing more than a little ashamed of myself for continuing to write these “I’ve-got-a-lot-of-shit-to-take-care-of” entries, but… I do. I have a three-day weekend coming up, and I plan to take advantage of it to get my house cleaned up and organized. My goals are:

- to be able to park my now-second-string, crappy, bumperless Escort in the garage until I decide what to do with it
- to get rid of all the useless junk that has been littering my closets, floor, and attic for months
- to sell the useful junk that has been littering my closets, floor, and attic for months
- to strategize and implement plans to take care of the little things that need to be done to get the Jimmy into really good shape as my daily ride
- to get my kitchen cleaned and well-stocked enough to keep me from eating fast food nearly every damn night

I’ve also had a lot on my mind financially. I won’t be living in this house after November, and I don’t yet know where I’ll be moving. There are tons of cheap-to-moderately-priced things I’ve been hankering to buy, but I have been a very good boy and not bought any new toys recently. If I can keep this up, and just read books and my existing library of games and media to fill my apetite for excitement, I should have enough debt fended off and enough cash saved up by October to be prepared for whatever moving plans are deemed best. Preliminary figuring does not rule out the possibilty of renting or even buying a house instead of going back to apartment life. I do not want to go back to an apartment.

Anybody want to take a relatively decent burden off of me and buy my working-but-ugly 1993 Ford Escort wagon for a cut-rate price? Anybody want to take my increasingly frequent hyphens away from me?

One more interesting note about the Escort: This morning when I drove her for the first time since Sunday night I noticed that some dumbass kid in B’s neighborhood had attempted to steal one of my low-end Blaupunkt 2-way speakers. The grill was on the floor with the screws all lined up neatly beside it, but the speaker was still there dangling by a wire. Apparently the crack fiend was startled by a farting cat and quickly ran off, locking the door behind him.

B and I (and possibly Rob T. and Johann) might fly down to Beaumont for the weekend of July 4. Delta just started thrice-daily non-stop flights from DFW to BPT, and the roundtrip price is $100-$150. That’s an excellent price for a weekend of Crystal Beach Craziness.