boogers and dust

[the_siobhan]

Cleaned all the crap out of the basement today.

Holy fuck.

When I say "crap", I use that word quite intentionally. Two big green bags went out with the garbage. (But don't tell the wives.)

Anybody out there who can use half a 3-cubic-ft bag of compressed cedar chips? (They were originally purchased to be used as bedding for my snake, but I don't have a snake any more.)

I have a kajillion things to do today. But first I have to go pull nails and and crapped-out pink insulation out of the walls.

I need a beer.

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[sola.livejournal.com]

so heard. i'm in the process of cleaning out the basement, as well (though for more selfish purposes - it's going to be my workspace. mineminemine. in return, i'll be taking all my tools and materials out of the living room) and the christmas shite alone produced a garbage bag's worth. jesus. do we really need coats that haven't been worn in ten years and half-trashed chairs that were garbage-picked in the first place? i'm thinking the answer is no.


i did find a stash of original Star Wars trading cards from 1977, though.

[lee-chaos.livejournal.com]

Hmmm...

Could use those cedar chips. Or indeed the sheer comedy of you trying to mail them to me.

I have visions of you shoving the whole lot in the mailbox. Or addressing each chip individually...

For what it's worth I might have a 'feel your pain' moment re: basements as I've been offered use of one in a firend's hose as a permanent separate studio facility. Time to dig for victory! (or bodies, knowing this town's history...)

dust of chaos

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

Could use those cedar chips. Or indeed the sheer comedy of you trying to mail them to me.

I have visions of you shoving the whole lot in the mailbox. Or addressing each chip individually...

I'm sure that with an adequately-powered saw I could turn the block into mailable-sized packages.

(All things are possible with an adequate selection of powertools.)

For what it's worth I might have a 'feel your pain' moment re: basements as I've been offered use of one in a firend's hose as a permanent separate studio facility. Time to dig for victory! (or bodies, knowing this town's history...)

Finding bodies would cheer me right up. I've had to pack up all my dead things in the interests of not scaring off any potential buyers of sensitive mien.

[baratron.livejournal.com]

Oh dear, what happened to your snake? Richard and I still remember him fondly...

Rudy the Cornsnake

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

Oh dear, what happened to your snake?

Cancer. There was nothing they could do for him. :-(