Ahem. I'm better now, really.
So today was a good day. First, as my company observes the Martin Luther King, Jr. birthday holiday I didn't have to go into work. I tried to sleep in and found that I couldn't really stay tired past the hour when I'm normally sitting down at my desk, so I popped online and was pleased to see somebody special arrive not long after. Time passed quickly after that and all too soon she was gone again, and all I could do was sit and smile a little to myself. enveri returned home around 1pm, made a quick lunch and then we were off to my storage unit. I had a mission and I wasn't about to let it be thwarted. Remember those 24" bolt cutters I wrote about last night? I bought those for a reason, but they ultimately failed at their purpose. Redemption was at hand, however, when I gained access to a set of 36" bolt cutters!
This unhappy fellow had his day ruined in a most righteous fashion.
Unlocked with extreme prejudice. Hardened Boron alloy my ass.
A closeup of the shackle, post-cutting. "If your shackle offends you, shear it off."
A closeup of the body with the sheared shackle within.
Separated at birth? Nope, this was all done through the magic of sharpened high tensile-strength steel and a little applied physics.
Yep, with the help of the manager at my storage locker I was able to remove a rogue Masterlock that had somehow found its way onto my door. This is what thwarted my trip to retrieve boxes last night, resulting in a couple of hours being wasted for myself, Roho and Genet along with a few gallons of gas and 100+ miles on my Expedition. I was... a tiny bit angry last night to make the discovery that our trip had been in vain, but that was rectified today. Genet and I got up there around 2pm, stopped at the rental office and obtained the bolt cutter. I flexed my poor, undeveloped and underworked muscles and made quick work of hacking the Masterlock to bits. Once the offending visitor was cut off I was able to unlock MY lock, open the door and begin loading. After the truck was packed full I returned the borrowed bolt cutters and had a good laugh with the storage manager about whatever poor schmoe left their unit unlocked and double-locked mine. Then it was back down the road and over to the house, where we unloaded a few pieces of art and a lot of boxes. My kitchen has a microwave and a toaster now, my family room has a DVD player and a PS2, and there's a bunch more boxes in my livingroom for me to sort through! It's starting to look like a bomb went off in there, so I'm guessin' that means I am this much closer to being "moved in."
We left the house at around 6:00 and arrived back at the apartment before 7 o'clock -- a pretty decent travel time. Genet made a tasty chicken-cheese-pepper-onion dish with lots of Tabasco for me, then we sat down and watched two more episodes of Babylon 5. It's great to see the season 4 episodes again, for me this is probably the best of the series. Genet's never seen the show so for her each new episode is like getting to unwrap a present, and it's sort of fun how the discussion gets very lively after we finish a viewing session. When I am finally settled in the house I really am going to miss the stereo system that Roho has... it's a perfect 5.1 surround system, very nice for watching DVDs with. Ah well, maybe I'll have the spare cash for such a foible again in a few months, time will tell.
But I have to get to bed now. It's far later than I had originally thought, my wrists hurt, my back aches from carrying that dinosaur of a microwave and my left eye has decided that focus is entirely optional. That's never a good sign. Tomorrow it's back to work for me, then down to the house to meet up with a crowd for dinner. I'm not sure what our exact plans are, but it should be fun no matter what. There's so much in my new neighborhood to do!
Is it strange I should change, I don't know