Aug. 18th, 2007

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Today's interesting discovery: If you have some item you just want to get the hell RID of, and you (a) are under the gun on time, or (b) feel the inconvenience of figuring out a price for it, dealing with buyers' suspiciousness, etc., outweighs any piddly gain you could make by a sale -- then boy HOWDY, is the "Free" category on Craigslist ever a fast way to get rid of stuff. I mean, like, whole orders of magnitude more volume and speed of response.

I've posted four things on there yesterday and today, and in each case, I had multiple responses literally within five minutes of the post going live. I can only imagine there are people who have a feed set up for that category and watch it like a hawk. Now, in each case these were things of some (limited) value that I probably could have gotten some (piddly) money for if I'd been willing to go through the aggravation, but wow, is it ever worth it to just get this stuff gone, fast. And there's a nice sense of cleanness about giving stuff away, I find, not having to worry about whether I'm asking too much or too little, not getting all over-torqued about $20-30 one way or the other (and I know how lucky I am to be currently in enough financial comfort that $20-30 one way or the other is less important than personal convenience. That's a luxury, I know.)

So -- funky old file cabinet, beat-up ancient desk chair, beat-up ancient dining chairs, and the goddamned air conditioner that never worked right, all are gone and out of my life, YAY.
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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 [livejournal.com profile] 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!")

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