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| 08:09am 10/12/2008 |
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mood: gloomy music: Pentangle - Lyke Wake Dirge
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I have "The Lyke-Wake Dirge" stuck in my head. So my day is starting out with GIVE TO CHARITY OR YOU WILL GO TO HELL. I guess I'd better donate something today.
Weather Underground forecasts "ice pellets" for today. And there is still a little crusting of snow on the playground outside. So much for wearing a dress tonight. |
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| 12:38pm 09/12/2008 |
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mood:  pleased
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The woman from the Austin Tenants Council was just here to have me sign a letter. My case is going to be gone over with a Legal Aid lawyer on Friday. And she doesn't think there is anything wrong with the current state of my apartment. Score.
She was also very taken with my cats. Because they are excellent cats. |
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| 09:10am 09/12/2008 |
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mood:  crazy cat lady music: Anime World Order - Bonus - Anime Weekend Atlanta 2008 Con Report
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Circe is still Inna Bowl. She really likes that bowl.
doombuggie, I'm sorry Hecate is so stranger-shy. She loves those treats. She can hear/smell me opening the bag from across the apartment and comes running. Consider that loves and thanks from a Hecababy!
It is too, too early in the morning. That explains a lot of my babbling. |
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| Cat inna bowl |
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| 08:47am 09/12/2008 |
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mood: mellow music: Anime World Order - Bonus - Anime Weekend Atlanta 2008 Con Report
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Also, heard from D., we might have had our wires crossed on the day. Dinner may happen tomorrow. This is fine. |
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| Good crab news |
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| 06:43am 09/12/2008 |
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mood:  groggy music: Coast-to-Coast AM
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Not only was Delerium out yest erday evening, Zoe was out last night. Now if only Magenta, Romana, and Voltaire would put in an appearance... I keep worrying that I have a tanload of dead hermit crabs.
Still no word from D. & N., oh well. I'll take an afternoon shower and wear a HolyClothing dress for a bit, see if I hear from them, then forget about it. It's discouraging. |
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| 11:48pm 08/12/2008 |
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mood:  annoyed music: Coast-to-Coast AMyttt
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Using my LJ as a place to bitch again!
D. & N. haven't gotten back to me to firm up our plans for tomorrow night. Damn.
I got a call at 3 from someone from the Austin Tenants Council saying they were on their way to give me some papers to sign and would be there in half an hour. They didn't show.
Just scooped out the litterboxes and took out the trash. My back hurts.
On the plus side, Delirium came out from under the substrate today. Made a beeline for the fresh water, and did some chowing down. The dried cranberry seemed to be a big hit. Nice to know at least one of my crabs is doing ok. |
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| Coast-to-Coast giggling |
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| 06:36am 07/12/2008 |
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mood:  amused music: Coast-to-Coast AM
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I love the bumper music Ian Punnett chooses. It's a show on the Inquisition and he's playing "Losing My Religion".
Saturday nights on Coast-to-Coast are the best. |
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| Phew. |
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| 07:48pm 06/12/2008 |
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mood:  tired music: The Flash Girls - Sure of Me
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What a wearying day. Two trips to the post office; but I've mailed out the paperwork to the Advocacy Inc lawyer and sold all the smellies I was parting with to raise money for the Eee, so that's good. Tomorrow I have to go downtown again, to get the pictures of the apartment developed. On the roll are also shots of the current state of my cutting, and some attempts to capture the majesty of The Coat. So hopefully I will have picspam to post tomorrow. I also have to change out the litterboxes tomorrow night, ugh. I really hate that the inspection could be any time between the 8th and the 31st.
I'm really tired, but I got a lot done. I even was able to squeeze in dyeing my hair. Bye-bye, roots! |
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| I don't usually do this, but... |
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| 05:18pm 06/12/2008 |
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mood: Needy-like music: Leslie Fish - The Sun Is Also a Warrior
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What can I say, I'm in praisewhore mode. |
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| Errands done |
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| 12:05pm 06/12/2008 |
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mood:  accomplished music: Talis Kimberley - Thin Blue Mean Streak
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Documents copied and mailed to the Advocacy, Inc lawyer. Disposable camera purchased (and a few pix taken, more to be snapped later). Hair dye purchased, to go on my hair later today. The camera and hair dye were both on sale, yay.
It was cool enough out for me to wear The Coat.
Now, I don't think I've mentioned The Coat here before. I will now remedy this.
Back in... I think it was '02?... my then-boyfriend Dan took me to San Francisco for a few days. It was a lovely trip and I had a wonderful time. One of the things we did was look at some of the secondhand stores on Haight street.
In one of them, hung up high on the wall, I caught sight of a lovely bit of red velvet. It appeared to be a coat of some sort. I knew it would be hideously expensive even secondhand, and too long for me to wear, but I asked to look at it anyway; I'm masochistic like that.
It turned out to be a handmade opera coat of the softest, plushest velvet I've every felt (silk, I'm pretty sure) of the sort where the nap and backing are different colors (crimson nap with goldish-green backing), from the length of it made for someone just my height. Shawl collar. Utterly gorgeous. More heartache, right? Prepared for horror, I looked at the pricetag.
$120.
$120, when I was working and had a boyfriend who could afford to take me to San Francisco.
$120 for a fucking exquisite handmade velvet opera coat that fit as if it were made for me.
At that price, he encouraged me to get it.
I don't wear it very often. Partly because it's usually too warm here, more because I don't really go anywhere that deserves The Coat. And on my not inconsiderable bulk, the effect is a little aldermanic. But it's so beautiful, and I cherish it. Sort of like Kaylee with the frilly dress in Shindig. |
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| 08:44am 06/12/2008 |
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mood:  resourceful music: Julia Ecklar - Catatonia County Rag
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In about an hour I am going to do what I put off yesterday (copy and mail paperwork to the Advocacy, Inc lawyer). I am also going to get a disposable camera and take pictures of the current state of my apartment (the helper from HAND yesterday did an amazing job) in case the manager tries to flunk me again.
In non-draaaaaaaa-muh news (or at least, non-housing-drama), I've got a dinner date scheduled with D. & N. for Tuesday. While I am at CVS picking up a disposable camera, I am gonna pick up some dye so I can touch up my roots... I may be a lazy hippie dyke when it comes to shaving my legs but I like keeping my hair glossy and black!
Maybe I will show off my cutting to them at some point. It is looking great. The touch-up bled more while being cut but it also seems to be healing faster. It hurts a lot less than the initial cutting did this many days after. I think getting the touch-up hurt a little more but I was in such a different state of mind it is hard to compare. I still managed to keep perfectly still and make no more noise than weird hitches in my breathing and attempts at taking slow breaths with long exhalations. I still want that "Bold, Complex, and Shady" tattoo next. I was looking at fonts while Rick sterilized the instruments. Maybe if my situation is ok and I have the money left after I get my Eee I will get it then. |
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| 09:35pm 05/12/2008 |
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mood:  *flop* music: Talis Kimberley - Small Mended Corners
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So, relief over having a clean apartment turned into a sleepy collapse, which was good I guess. After a couple of hours of actually restful sleep, I stirred to answer the phone; turned out to be doombuggie offering me a ride to the store. Yes please!
Well, I'm glad I resisted the temptation to order pizza, because I dropped $70 on groceries! But that included a huge sack of catfood, a thing of kitty litter, quality juice, sausage, potatoes, and a bunch of other stuff, including a thing of cupcakes because I haven't had cupcakes in a few months and I really like them. It took me four trips to get it all up the stairs and I had to sit down and rest before I could put it all away! When I spend that much on groceries I at least get a lot of stuff.
But between the dust from cleaning earlier today (I amost puked from coughing, I felt so stupid) and the wheezing from carrying four armloads of groceries upstairs, I am wheezing my lungs off. Maybe I will fix myself some mint tea to go with a cupcake in a little bit.
Thanks again for taking me to the store, bro. I seriously appreciate it. It makes my life so much easier, and shopping with someone truly is much nicer. It turns a chore into an outing to have pleasant company. |
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| 03:05pm 05/12/2008 |
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mood:  relieved
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One of HAND's "specials" (as in, not an attendant permanently assigned to one person) came in for three hours today and she did an amazing job. If the manager still gives me grief after this, she seriously has to have it in for me. Patricia (the woman who helped me today) said it wasn't all that bad, too. Right now it looks awesome.
Gonna let the copying/mail run wait until tomorrow; it's cold now and tomorrow is supposed to be warmer. I was initially planning to do it tomorrow anyhow.
I don't feel off-the-hook yet, but I do feel calmer. And hungry. I've got a Schwans spinach and mushroom pizza cooking. |
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| 11:06am 05/12/2008 |
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Here's my astrology chart:

As you can see, I'm very, very Libra. I don't know enough about astrology to know if it means anything that Saturn was retrograde when I was born. At least it wasn't Mercury. |
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| 08:26am 05/12/2008 |
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mood:  irritable music: Cat Faber - Mad In White Linen
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Someone from HAND is supposed to come by this afternoon for some cleaning assistance... this is a pinch-hitter, not someone permanent. But it should be a help.
UPS is delivering my package from ThinkGeek (my 2009 calendar and a steampunk-skeleton shirt) today also. When those two events are over, I need to go downtown and get copies of some paperwork and mail it to the lawyer I talked to at Advocacy Inc. While I'm out I'll be dropping off a package for arcaneblades. The part of downtown I'll be in isn't really known for stores, which precludes retail therapy... well, we'll see how early I'm able to get downtown.
Speaking of buying things, BPAL's Butter Rum Cookie goes plasticy on me :( I am glad I only got an imp's worth from a decant circle... and Gelt, which I did get a bottle of, is wonderful on me.
I wish I could just take some valium and sleep. But I have the HAND woman, UPS, and the copying/mailing to do. So instead I have cocoa. It will be a day of mush cocoa. |
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| 10:11pm 04/12/2008 |
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music: Brian Ibbott - Coverville-081127-The 5th Annual Thanksgiving Double-Shot Beatles Cover Story
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Got a notice on my door today (after business hours). They're doing houskeeping inspections again this month. Between the 8th and the 31st.
It's like they WANT to incapacitate me. |
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| 05:52pm 04/12/2008 |
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mood:  nervous music: Tony C. Smith - StarShipSofa Aural Delights No 53 Ted Kosmatka mp3
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In addition to talking to the Austin Tenants' Council this morning, Advocacy Inc. called me back this evening; I need to go get copies of the probation paperwork and the letter from my caseworker stating that I'm disabled & need reasonable accomodation to mail to them. Also, my MHMR caseworker called back, and she's gonna call the manager.
*slump* this is so draining. |
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| 09:11am 04/12/2008 |
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mood:  stressed music: Feast of Fools - FOF #891 - Christmas with Peaches - 12.04.08
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Ok, so yesterday I called Advocacy, Inc and did an intake interview, called HAND and got an appointment for emergency cleaning help for tomorrow, and called my caseworker at MHMR and the Family Self-Sufficiency Specialist and never heard back.
This morning I called the Austin Tenants' Council's Fair Housing Program and gave my info to the woman there and should get a call back from their intake person, and called the FSS woman again and caught her this time, explained my situation, and she should be calling me back.
Of course, I'm fucking phone-phobic and need to take valium after all that... which means I can't get much actual cleaning done (really, that goes for the stress of the whole situation). Talk about counterproductive! |
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| 03:05pm 03/12/2008 |
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mood:  anxious music: comments@geektress.com - Episode 32: I Forget What Eight Is For
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The frickin' apartment complex manager put me on probation for failing my housekeeping inspection; basically meaning she can evict me when she pleases. So I spent the past half hour talking to the intake guy at Advocacy, Inc, and leaving messages with my caseworker at MHMR and my contact at HAND. Also tried reaching the HACA Family Self-Sufficiency Specialist, but I don't have much faith in her.
I might wind up having to spend the money I've saved toward an Eee to get a maid service to go over my place, but I have the suspicion that even that wouldn't satisfy this bitch. She has the letter from my caseworker documenting my disability, she knows HAND is looking for an aide for me, and she doesn't give a shit.
It was a very good thing I was going in to touch up my cutting today. It helped keep me from doing some dumbass shit like cutting myself. Took some Valium, hopefully that'll put me out for a while. |
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