You know what they say, 'Never mix, never worry!'

I've spent a good portion of this morning dealing with scheduling utilities to be disconnected at my current flat and reconnected at my new one. Entertainingly enough, my internet service provider is NOT going to be Comcast. Apparently, the move from 98144 to 98122 crosses a service boundary and puts me into Millennium Cable territory. I've never done business with them.

Curious, I rang up Chris to find out more information about them. Apparently I can just call the tech and have him come out and do the install - and pay him twenty dollars cash at the time. Now, having worked for a third party customer disservice center for both Qwest and Comcast, I was taken aback by this since we never, ever wanted the customer to give the techs money. However, Chris assured me that it was all legitimate and not a weird scam. He's going to get the number to me this evening so I can call him and set it up.

My transfer of service with Qwest went smoothly enough - same home telephone number, etc. I still need to call Seattle City Darkness and schedule the electricity (E! Electricity! When you're in the dark and you want to see, Electricity, E! Electricity!) to be connected. Thankfully, I'm going to be able to cancel my PSE service. I look forward to being shot of those fucksocks. You've no idea the amount of disdain I've stored up for them.

I made a really tasty curry last night - chicken, potato, bamboo shoots, mung bean sprouts, mushrooms, and onions in a nice yellow curry. Delish. I burnt my bottom lip testing a potato.
I also picked up some yummy gyoza and had those and cream puffs from the ever fabulous Yummy House Bakery.

I don't know what my problem is lately, but I've not been sleeping very well. Part of it is, without a doubt, due to my mattress. At one point I'm sure it was terribly comfortable. Now it is more like something that Torquemada would use to convince recalcitrant heretics to confess. Meh. I'm irked about having to move the blasted thing and then turn around and get rid of it. O well. Nothing I can do about that right now.

O well. That's it for now.

Rubbing alcohol for you, Martha?

Right.

So.

I solemnly swear to update my blog more regularly than once a year.

I promise! Really! Or something.

I blame Icha, Clippeh, and Lac for this. I thought I was done with blogging. It had been, like sex (until recently), packed away in a box marked 'Winter Hats 2006' and stuffed in the back of my closet.

Anyway, let's see, when I last updated this I was still working for the Wicked Witch of SODO. Hell, The Devil Wears Prada was nothing compared to this broad. Not only was she verbally and emotionally abusive - she also neglected to pay me my final paycheque.

Cow. I hope someone drops a house on her soon. Meanwhile, I'm working on finding a good lawyer so I can sue her and try to recover SOME of the money owed.

Hm. Now I'm working for a company on the otherside of town - I've worked in SODO, Downtown, and now I'm in Magnolia near the Fishermen's Terminal. It isn't what I expected to find myself doing but it is a living and my boss is entertaining.

Lemme see... I'm moving from my house in Leschi into a place on First Hill (closer to Downtown - the lights are much brighter there, you can forget all your troubles... errrr) with Peter next weekend. We were supposed to move THIS weekend but the nasty boys living there now aren't going to be out of the place until the thirtieth and they'll need to cleanse the carpets of straight-boy funk and re-paint the flat. I wasn't keen on moving my belongings in only to have to move them about so they could clean. Nor was I particularly keen on delaying my move; however, it works out OK in the long term.

I've been suffering from an earwig lately. :x It's terrible. I heard a song at The Mercury on Saturday night while rather squiffy and now I can barely remember the lyrics but I can remember enough of it for it to irk me and defy attempts at identification. I may have to hum it into MSN and transmit it to Clippeh and Lac for identification. They have been Warned. BWAHAHA!

Anyway, my friend Brent's older brovva Kyle is staying with us while he looks for a place to rent through August. He's a super nice guy and fun to hang out with. I'm dragging him to go see VNV Nation with me on Saturday (well, not really dragging him - merely suggesting suggestively) at El Corazon. Should be an awesome show. If you haven't picked up their latest effort, I suggest you do so and soon.

There are some seriously killer shows coming to Seattle in the next couple of months - VNV Nation this month, KMFDM in August, and Assemblage 23 in September.

Anyway, it's late, I'm tired still from my weekend. I'll write more tomorrow.

G'night, Moon.