It's the first time in quite a while I've posted twice in one day, even if the first time was public service announcement. I've been trying to clean up a lot of online profiles, do backups and virus checks, and keep all of my shit in order. My computer and online process is a lot like my physical processes, in that I'd rather be free of something than keep clutter around that I don't need, so I sometimes get overzealous. I've been tracking down personal possessions and trying to find places for a lot of them - the rest we're getting rid of - but in the process we discovered that there's a huge number of CD cases without disks and a fair number of CDs without cases anywhere to be found.
So, of course, we search for them. I won't be surprised if a lot of crap gets thrown out, though. Probably just CD case liners, using the cases themselves for burnt CDs when needed until they're all used up.
Katie's doing first-day stuff at the grocery store. The bank job, if offered, won't start until September so it's worthwhile to accept the work at minimum wage for the time being.
I need to get to the library in the days ahead, but I'm taking notes on the counter culture text. It had a series of essays, as I mentioned, on various bits from how technocratic government systems caused chafing with the youth of the day, the use (or, more appropriately, co-opting) of 'Eastern' religion, the use and abuse of psychedelics, and in at least one terribly misguided instance, why science kind of blows. I'm being a bit uncharitable, but just a bit.
They're all nominally useful, and I think I can use most of the information in a tangential way. I'm waiting until my notes are better to say much more, it's just that my thoughts are resting on them. Because I haven't made it out to get the book (haven't found our gift card and haven't made it to the library), I haven't started Gaiman even though I said I was going to. Instead, I've begun Slaughterhouse-Five. I wasn't nuts about the last Vonnegut I read, but I remember I liked Mother Night, so I'm not exactly holding a grudge. I'm not automatically excited about Vonnegut; his sound feels a little forced, but it's a littler different from what I see in a lot of books so I'm somewhat willing to accept that. The book's not long, so it's not like it'll put me out too much.