nishatalitha

This is the first extended period of time I've had on the internet since the last time I posted and currently I don't care that I'm tying up the phone line; if people want to contact me on a Sunday afternoon for once, they can text me.

I have ridiculous amounts of livejournal to catch up with (ten days and counting) and considering we're on dialup at the moment, doubt I'll manage to do so before I go to Tauranga on the 23rd. I'll be able to catch up on some in Tauranga. I've managed to check my personal gmail/hotmail and trademe (we're finally advertising the motorbike) on the one machine at work that allows access to those sites, but I don't touch livejournal at work.

God, I miss broadband and my own firefox tabs. It's too much effort to install the dialup modem on my machine (and I have to have telephone cords everywhere and move my desk into the middle of my room), so I'm currently on maudlinrose's machine, since she left for Auckland this morning.

( Telecom Trials and Tribulations )

I've spent some time this morning doing a bit more tidying and cleaning and generally putting things in a bit more order. We still have some unpacking to do (all the spare linen) and many many boxes to either return or put into storage. Straightened them out, packed away the bubble wrap, so it all looks much tidier now. My room isn't going to feel quite right until I have my jewellery on the walls again, but I need some pieces of dowel or something to hand them from and a backing fabric so the earrings don't scratch the walls.

The cats went into the cattery yesterday. It feels very strange not having them around. They took tamarillow and I through where they keep the cats and the girl said they usually have their lunchbreaks in the room and keep them company. I feel better having seen the place, but concerned about Jemima, who is both grumpy and doesn't like new experiences.

I'm alone in the house until this evening and again on Monday night, so if anyone would like to come around and keep me company, that would be nice. Comment or text to let me know.

The trademe ad for our house went up today and not long after we had a call from a couple who asked to come up and view it. They seemed nice and we will pdf their application form off on Monday. We also had a couple come through on their way back from a do at the British High Commission in Karori. They were pleasant enough and took an application form away with them, but our place will not be classy enough for them.

I think we're packing as though we're moving this Thursday, rather than the one after.

I like my new haircut.

And I totally used the shift key rather than capslock to type the title. Habit, I guess. I really need an OMG I'M MOVING icon, but since I don't have one, and I like my new one, that'll have to do.

My plan for this evening, after I got home from work, involved a 1.5L of Coca Cola, takeaways, ice cream, fanfiction, and packing. Well, I've had all of those, but there was more besides. mashugenah dropped by and kindly volunteered to take me and a load of things up to the new place. Which means Garden Verses is now hanging above the fireplace, and the kenwood mixer is sitting on the bench in the kitchen, since I couldn't decide where it should go, and the litter tray is filled and in the bathroom, ready for the cat. Thanks Mash!

After, I came home, bringing the vaccum cleaner box with me, which I have since used to pack kitchen stuff in, ate dinner, drank coke, watched anschee sort some of her files, and avoided packing some, mainly by reading fanfiction and eating ice cream, and picking up the cat carrier from darthsappho. Then house_monkey dropped around, with an offer of help for tomorrow morning (welcomed, but not actually necessary) and watched the cat do what she does, and me running around doing a (apparently) fairly poor imitation of a chicken with its head cut off. See, I'm quite happy panicking - as long as I have everything under control. And I pretty much do.

Then the real change to the evening came. maudlinrose called to say that the movers would need to be paid in cash, not through an invoice as she previously thought, and omg, could I please go into town and get some money out to pay them? So I caught the 10.03pm bus into town, and since the 10.15pm from town was running 15 minutes late (thank God for the Mairangi), I managed to do a quick turn around and come home earlier than I expected.

I really am almost packed. I have one, maybe two more boxes, and one of them will have pillows and stuff, and I can't pack those until the morning, because hey, I need to sleep on them tonight. The computer is the last thing getting packed tonight. I imagine I can sleep without music for one night.

But reading maudlinrose and jessikast's posts from earlier this evening is making me think about the three and a half years that I've lived here, and even more distantly about the six months that I lived in Newtown. I'm not sure how many flatmates I've had, but I'll try and make a list, since only one of them reads my lj anyway, and I'm not going to use her real name.

Newtown was only three people - Anna, Rachelle, and Shannon. I think I've known about an equal number of guys and girls called Shannon. Shannon at Newtown was a guy. Shannon who I work with is a girl. I'm never sure what gender someone is just from that name.

Harbour View Road, not in chronological order, with something I really remember about them

Hamish - had a broken ankle when I moved in
Nia - did crossstitch
Mikayla - used to own Jemima
James - tall, thin, blond?
Jake - moved to Tauranga to get married
Leanne - used to go out and get drunk at weekends
Craig - computer geek
Robbie - omfg Robbie=grossiest flatmate
Fiona - moved back to Nelson
Rachel - moved to Levin with boyfriend, planted geraniums
Steve Brassel - the weird one who did wrestling
Steve Gordon - has freak outs over dishes, dates Siren, who is lovely
anshee - friend, heaps of fun
Cameron - works nights, kinda antisocial, smokes
Yvonne and Marcus - the neat freaks who made off with my good non-serrated knife
Bruce - had the dog, Ishtar
Damien - ex-geography teacher, just back from the UK
Nathan - did a masters in something to do with management
Mike - yelled over my questioning placement of stuff in the kitchen, moved in at the same time as Leanne
Mary - rather bland, didn't stay long, don't really remember her
Theresa - Craig's girlfriend, don't remember her
K... - goth, apparently, don't remember his name

I think that's everyone.

And now I go to flat with C. and maudlinrose. I think I might clear up some of the mess on the floor now and do as much of the rest of my packing as I can.