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[katallison]

1. This story jolted the hell out of me; just like the bridge collapse, this happened maybe a mile from my house, but whereas with the bridge collapse I could have been there at the wrong moment, in this case had I not decided on a different place for my dinner-out with a friend last night, we would have been there. God almighty. I'm not solipsistic enough to read this as "The universe is sending me a message!", but I am enough of a story-making homo sapiens to create some meaning out of this, namely: Nowhere is safe. Nowhere is ever really safe, so you should just be where you want to be, even if it means moving to one of the most seismically active areas of the continent, because really? You're no safer here.

2. In more upbeat news, I am SMRT! I had checked out some books on CD from the library, with the intent of ripping/burning copies I could take with me in the car so I'd have something to listen to (oh, me and my evil piratical ways), and it suddenly struck me: I can just take the library copies of the CDs with me, listen to them en route, and then mail them back once I arrive in Seattle. Genius! Ha!

3. I had a most excellent lunch with lapillus, who then aided me materially by taking out the hard drives from the two old computers I'd been planning to haul along with me (on account of how I think there's stuff on there I wanted to keep and never pulled off when I replaced them with newer models, thinking instead "ho hum, I shall do this at some misty future point when I have TIME," ha) so that now I only need to bring the hard drives with me instead of hauling the great huge whacking boxen. In turn, I passed along to her a whole bunch of miscellaneous stuff, including most of the condiments in my fridge and packets of frozen fruits and vegetables I'd never even opened. ("I am simple peasant woman! I trade you food for your skills with the magic boxes!")

Comments

[shayheyred.livejournal.com]

The universe is saying, "MOVE OUT OF TOWN ALREADY."

[katallison.livejournal.com]

See, I wish the universe would understand that I already got that message from all the frakkin' 90+ degree weather this summer. Ahem. You don't need to be smushing people in a cafe, universe, that's all I'm sayin'.

[shayheyred.livejournal.com]

Perfectly reasonable, I'd say.

[heresluck]

1. I hadn't seen the truck story -- that is SCARY, not least because I can easily imagine it happening at the bar around the corner from my house.

2. Speaking of CDs, there are seven or eight of same on their way to you right now.

3. "I am simple peasant woman! I trade you food for your skills with the magic boxes!"

Hee! (I made pomegranate dressing for my tomatoes last night -- yum. Thank you!)

[katallison.livejournal.com]

CD's came! Yay yay yay and THANK YOU SO MUCH! *gives you great rib-creaking hugs* Now I feel all set for the big drive!

(The Axim just got put in the mail to you today because I am brain-addled and didn't get to the PO earlier; I hope the manual [enclosed] clarifies use, etc., but I have also found the Aximsite forums to be extremely helpful.)

[isiscolo.livejournal.com]

There is a (possibly apocryphal) story about the man who in 1980 was so scared of earthquakes, hurricanes, tornadoes, forest fires, and so on that he calculated where the safest place in the world was, and duly moved to the Falkland Islands...just before the Argentine invasion.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Heeeee!

I've been having occasional anxious thoughts about how the goddamn Cascadian Subduction will probably tear loose a month after I arrive in Seattle, and I will die a lingering death in a pile of rubble, cursing my impulsive ways that took me from the safe and wholesome and seismically stable Midwest. But I am choosing to disregard that (not at all unrealistic) possibility, because -- well, obviously, I could get smushed in a cafe on a quiet street on a peaceful August night, right here in the heart of the continent. (*shrug*) It's a crapshoot.

[reginagiraffe]

Holy crap!

Yes, clearly someone is telling you it's time to move on.

I'm glad you're okay!


I have a word of caution about taking the actual library CDs. I would only do it if you can guarantee they won't get lost in the shuffle of the move. Otherwise you'll have to pay the full price of replacement. If you can find the time, copying might be a better way to go. Cut those ties, woman! *g*

[katallison.livejournal.com]

I *think* if they're in the car, I will probably be able to not mix them up with all my other crap, and get them sent back. (It helps that the Mpls. library system regularly sends out e-mails reminding one to get one's materials back, so I won't be able to just space out the whole thing.)

[chickwriter.livejournal.com]

Yikes!!!

re: I can just take the library copies of the CDs with me, listen to them en route, and then mail them back once I arrive in Seattle


LOL! I did the exact same thing when I did my cross-country move. It was perfect.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Yay! And I now have a bunch of CDs that the lovely heresluck burned for me, so I feel all ready for a roadtrip!

[qe2.livejournal.com]

you should just be where you want to be

With apologies to Buckaroo Banzai, and meaning absolutely no disrespect either to the cafe denizens or to your sense of unsafety (with which I totally identify*): this is, IMO, a pretty good Motto de la Vie across the board.

("I am simple peasant woman! I trade you food for your skills with the magic boxes!")

AHAHAHAHAHA. (The first sentence of that paragraph is, of course, nonsense. But still.)

also:

[qe2.livejournal.com]

Spamming the ol' flist today, yeah

Multiple posts from you never count as spam in my book. Just sayin'.