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I haven't seen that bookcase since 2009
Jan. 13th, 2010 04:15 pmToday was the first day in the New Year that I felt I had the energy to clean, so the aerye got a good sweeping/dustbusting, and various piles of CDs and books got shelved. A small pile of Amazon boxes leftover from the holidays were disposed of, and this opened up the path to the bookcase in the corner that I hadn't actually been able to get to since about, uh, Halloween.
There are still piles of books about, but most of those can't be moved along to the permanent shelves until my new braille labeler shows up. I ordered it two weeks ago, but products for the disabled are the only consumer goods which basically take your order and then don't allow for any Web interface method to check on your order until hey presto, it just shows up one day.
It's not like us blind people have anything to do other than sit in the dark listening to our Bibles on tape because we're totally not evil.
I think I'll start signing my name like that, you know, like some people show off their affiliation to the Royal Society or the Jesuits: Kestrell, T.N.E.
And speaking of T.N.E., Edgar's raven has flown the coop again. You wouldn't think a plastic bird could get very far, what with having those nonmoving plastic wings and all, but I suppose that there's a reason ravens are trickster figures.
Oh, yeah, and I hung up my Slytherin dress robes which had been living at E.'s apartment since May. It must be that --and the slight singey smell of snark in the air --which makes the aerye feel all homey again.
There are still piles of books about, but most of those can't be moved along to the permanent shelves until my new braille labeler shows up. I ordered it two weeks ago, but products for the disabled are the only consumer goods which basically take your order and then don't allow for any Web interface method to check on your order until hey presto, it just shows up one day.
It's not like us blind people have anything to do other than sit in the dark listening to our Bibles on tape because we're totally not evil.
I think I'll start signing my name like that, you know, like some people show off their affiliation to the Royal Society or the Jesuits: Kestrell, T.N.E.
And speaking of T.N.E., Edgar's raven has flown the coop again. You wouldn't think a plastic bird could get very far, what with having those nonmoving plastic wings and all, but I suppose that there's a reason ravens are trickster figures.
Oh, yeah, and I hung up my Slytherin dress robes which had been living at E.'s apartment since May. It must be that --and the slight singey smell of snark in the air --which makes the aerye feel all homey again.
