a sad waste of four hours

Rolled out to Chantilly as I usually do on Saturdays to check my mail, carrying a laptop and some jewelry P had left here at the ancestral digs, and was pleasantly surprised to see that North American Van Lines had refunded me $200 and change. This'll make life without a real paycheck easier, that's for sure.

Unfortunately after that the day was pretty much wasted. I won't go into details, but I basically spent four hours in Ashburn waiting for things to happen. This screwed my plans to get major grocery shopping done for my mother, since my niece left for the movies at 1900 and P wussed out on her commitment to help since she had to take RS to the airport at oh-dark-thirty this morning. I wound up getting most of the non-perishable stuff and leaving the bulk of that in the Sportage to be offloaded today before my niece and I go back to Alexandria for Round 2: Pillaging the Dairy & Meat Departments. The late-night shopping was wrapped up around 0100 this morning, and I finally got to sleep about 0300. (Memo to self: Do not read any of the Flashman novels before bedtime. A hour and a half after starting you'll realize you're halfway through the damn book.)

( Restaurant reviews )

Hopefully tonight I'll have time to head down the jump bridge route to the Eye of Terror and join my Pi Squad brosefs in K9 where quality rats are plentiful, and as a bonus we can also shoot the cowardly bowbs of RISE if they stick their noses out of the station. :)

a sad waste of four hours

Rolled out to Chantilly as I usually do on Saturdays to check my mail, carrying a laptop and some jewelry P had left here at the ancestral digs, and was pleasantly surprised to see that North American Van Lines had refunded me $200 and change. This'll make life without a real paycheck easier, that's for sure.

Unfortunately after that the day was pretty much wasted. I won't go into details, but I basically spent four hours in Ashburn waiting for things to happen. This screwed my plans to get major grocery shopping done for my mother, since my niece left for the movies at 1900 and P wussed out on her commitment to help since she had to take RS to the airport at oh-dark-thirty this morning. I wound up getting most of the non-perishable stuff and leaving the bulk of that in the Sportage to be offloaded today before my niece and I go back to Alexandria for Round 2: Pillaging the Dairy & Meat Departments. The late-night shopping was wrapped up around 0100 this morning, and I finally got to sleep about 0300. (Memo to self: Do not read any of the Flashman novels before bedtime. A hour and a half after starting you'll realize you're halfway through the damn book.)

( Restaurant reviews )

Hopefully tonight I'll have time to head down the jump bridge route to the Eye of Terror and join my Pi Squad brosefs in K9 where quality rats are plentiful, and as a bonus we can also shoot the cowardly bowbs of RISE if they stick their noses out of the station. :)

Oh, come on, people. You can't be serious.

Got some e-mails back from the IRS telling me I'm not qualified to be an IRS agent at any level, which is pretty retarded when you look at the job requirements...they want a B.A. in accounting or finance or equivalent experience, which I would think a decade-plus of various accounting and bookkeeping jobs would count for, but I guess not. So that was pretty mind-warping. Their loss.

More shopping today, got $100 worth of meat, dairy products and other stuff for Mom and went out later for another $60 worth of stuff that wasn't available at the first two stores. Followed that with some EVE - ratting, mining, manufacturing and fitting out that artycane I want to take down to the RIT triangle and shoot RISE POSes with. I am particularly proud of the fact that every module on this ship was acquired from rat loot, including the stolen bicycles and TVs bolted onto the hull for extra shielding. :)

Currently reading: Flashman and the Mountain of Light.

Oh, come on, people. You can't be serious.

Got some e-mails back from the IRS telling me I'm not qualified to be an IRS agent at any level, which is pretty retarded when you look at the job requirements...they want a B.A. in accounting or finance or equivalent experience, which I would think a decade-plus of various accounting and bookkeeping jobs would count for, but I guess not. So that was pretty mind-warping. Their loss.

More shopping today, got $100 worth of meat, dairy products and other stuff for Mom and went out later for another $60 worth of stuff that wasn't available at the first two stores. Followed that with some EVE - ratting, mining, manufacturing and fitting out that artycane I want to take down to the RIT triangle and shoot RISE POSes with. I am particularly proud of the fact that every module on this ship was acquired from rat loot, including the stolen bicycles and TVs bolted onto the hull for extra shielding. :)

Currently reading: Flashman and the Mountain of Light.