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Clean, dry clothes. Hot showers. It's only recently that these things have achieved a pornography-like status in my fantasy life. I'm not even all that big on pornography, I'm just feeling *really* good about dry clothes and hot showers lately.

Have I mentioned that I occasionally take long motorcycle trips in the rain? And that leather cheerfully absorbs a large amount of very cold water? I should try that PVC rainsuit at some point, which will make things either better or worse.

And now, zombie humor about shouting.

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Oh my.

Wow.

"The problem with polyamory isn't jealousy -- it's scheduling."

A truly excellent poem in bikerscum's journal.

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Yesterday a fortune cookie told me that my luck would change entirely. I'm not sure if that's good or ominous, but today has been excellent so far. I'll take it.

I'm scheduled to close on the house on the 14th of November. Six days.

I should have the truck by then.

Money that is in some sense mine has been found and the timing is good to shove it into house/car spending. No, this doesn't involve spam.

I've got a move-in date: December 7th. I still need to give notice to my apartment manager, but since I've known that date less than two hours now, I don't feel guilty yet.