Lol, I got called "sir" today. I've been told I look "far too feminine" in the face to pull off androgyny, but apparently just a change in hairstyle is really all it takes.

Which just goes to show that humans are not as sexually dimorphic as we like to think we are.

And Falc, "Good Hair" is showing in Bryan. We could theoretically go tomorrow, (I didn't really feel up for pizza rolls last week, and may not be this week either, but I do want to make the meeting so I know where D&D 101 is being held). Thursday is also open, Wednesday is the aforementioned D&D, and I close Friday and Saturday.

From an email I sent Dargon:

"By anti-consumerist, I'm not saying everyone has to purge their possessions down to what they can fit in a 130 square foot Home That Is Mobile. But I am saying that owning five Rolexes or seven Gucci bags when you don't ever use them is just stupid. If you wear a watch, and you want to spend a lot of money on one, that's fine. But buy one, and use the fuck out of it. Don't buy five and let them collect dust. N. has a damn sixty dollar purse she bought because "it's so cute!" but she never uses it. "I don't have anything that matches it!" Well, she shouldn't have bought it then.

"Pimping one's computer isn't excessive. You use it. Fuck, if I had the money, mine would be pimped out, too. We play video games, we need nice(r) computers. But having the best computer on the damn block is stupid if you only use it to browse Myspace. Most people would find the amount I spend on cat food excessive. Yes, I could very well feed them Meow Mix and they would be happy. But I prefer to spend the extra money on a better food sourced in the US and sold by an independent retailer. And while it's expensive, I'm not paying for a label. The ingredients are quality. I'm not paying a premium for a corn-based pet food (*coughcough*Eukanuba*coughcough*ScienceDiet).

"My anti-consumerist rally is against people like the woman shown in the movie. Bought her kids not one, not two, but THREE fucking my-size Hummers. She buys them brand-name clothing. They'll grow out of the clothing in six months, and in a few hours they'll be playing with the box those my-size Hummers came in. Instead of actually taking care of her kids, instead of giving them what they need, instead of *loving* and *enjoying* her children, she throws money at them. Like a person who gets a dog, buys it the most expensive of everything, but doesn't play with it and doesn't interact with it. This is why I don't need a dog. I like the idea of a dog. I don't necessarily like the reality of a dog. Unless it happens to be a very certain Pomeranian. But that's not a dog, that's my niece.

"If you spend money on something, you'd better damn well love it and enjoy it and get some use out of it, no matter how much you paid for it. That's pretty much what it boils down to."

Dear People on Freecycle:

"I want printer." is not going to get you the printer. However, writing a huge sob story isn't going to get you the printer, either. Demanding that I print something out in color so you "can make sure" isn't going to get you the printer at all. IT'S A FREE PRINTER. Yes, it does print in color, but quit being so damn picky. You can get some awesome shit off of Freecycle/Craigslist, but you either have to wait and do some searching, or you have to settle for what you can get. I really wanted a Marchioro carrier for the cats. But you know what? I got a Petmate instead. WHO CARES, IT WAS FREE, AND THAT MAKES IT AWESOME. The cats don't care anyway, and it's a nice Petmate, not one of the crappy ones that falls apart in the middle of the vet's office.

How does it go again? Ah yes, "beggars can't be choosers." And that printer isn't large, it's still very useful, and I can hang on to it for a while. Someone will eventually come along who will react with "Free printer? Fuck yes!" And I will be happy and they will be happy, and there will be much rejoicing. So all of you rude butt heads, and you with the sob story, yeah, you've been passed up. Sorry.

~the bitch with the printer

Excellent article on walking barefoot.

Almost done packing. I still have to do the last of the skulls, finish the kitchen, and whatever floating bits of whatnot get left over (PS2, Happy Buddha, cat toys, etc.) Wednesday night Dargon and I break furniture down (what can be broken down, anyway) and pack the cars.

I got rid of a lot of shit but I still have quite a bit of shit. Four boxes worth of kitchen stuff. Granted, that's ALL the kitchen stuff, though. Including the stuff under the sink and in the junk drawer, but excluding food.

The real test will be fitting it into the cars. I'm still hopeful that I can get all the boxes and probably the computer into the Roach.

More later.

So, remember my Swiffer is busted? Yea, there's one currently in the dumpster that may still have the battery pack. Problem? It's in the back, and right now it's dark. Tomorrow I shall take The Stick and see if I can't hook it out of there by the loop. That dumpster smells and I am not getting into it. So instead I shall flail about with a large tree branch. I WANT THAT SWIFFER.

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Resolution #1: "Do not shop at Wal-mart...ever." has been going well. Unless my mother bids me pick up her prescription or photos, I haven't shopped there pretty much since I've moved into town. It's surprisingly easy. It's also called "Walgreens." Walgreens and I have become good friends since then. It's fast, easy, and on my way back home from work. And not crowded.

Resolutions #2 and #3 are beginning.

Resolution #2: "Do not buy plastic if you can help it." Difficult. It involves lots of thinking outside the box and internet shopping. I did find a metal litter scoop. Now to find a metal litter pan. And a cloth shower curtain.

Resolution #3: "Buy American whenever possible." A bitch when shopping online. I read lots of labels with this one. Etsy is my friend now.

Oh, and forgot Resolution #1.5: "Avoid foods by ConAgra." Pretty easy, seeing as they label pretty much all of their stuff and alternatives are often on the shelf below or to the side.

I have the coolest downstairs neighbors. Whenever they need me, they just yell from downstairs.

So my contract with AT&T has expired, and I've got a new phone. I went with T-Mobile. $100 bucks for a thousand minutes that don't expire for a year. More than I'll use in a year, but significantly cheaper than a year's worth of my AT&T contract.

I want a ringtone that doesn't suck.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MY RINGTONE IS NOW GALAGA! And considering how much that cost it's not likely to change anytime soon.

I just had a fifteen minute long conversation with my next door neighbor.

This is unheard of. The man will not talk to *anyone* but me, and never for this long.

And he called anime "socialist" again.