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Saturday, September 21, 2002

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

well, we survived the garage sale. the packing kicks into high gear. but
not just yet. we're taking this evening and tomorrow morning off to recover.
i'm surprised at what sold. various cups and saucers, comic books, the tv cart,
the tv (okay, not so surprising), the Super Nintendo, the SNES games, a Fodor's
Cityguide to Austin (plus a map from the Chamber of Commerce), the iron,
the ironing board, and my "a bug's life" vhs tape (this one's not so surprising,
either).

oh, and this 12-quart pot we bought at target the first week we were here,
because we needed something to cook pasta in. that was the biggest pain in the
rear, because it was too big for the dishwasher, and almost too big for our
tiny kitchen sink, so we were always knocking stuff over when attempting to
wash it. eventually i would wind up washing it in the bathtub. it's all good,
as it was always used just for pasta, nothing else. still, more trouble than it was
worth. good riddance, i say. but it was the first thing to go. unbelievable. :-)

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"Bizarre Love Triage" by New Order

Don't know why I found it funny, but I did.



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