I am going to be on a short hiatus. Hopefully nobody will notice because my posting schedule is every three days or so.
Today everything vanishes from this house and moves over to the new one. This means the server, me, my computers, everything must go - go - go.
Next time I make a post it will either be from my new room (escaped from the dustbunny revolt) or from a cafe with Wifi access.
It is day two of the move and the boxen are closing in. Circling off escape routes and dismantling furniture as they go. We have been holding out against this siege now for about forty-eight hours and, though the end is definitely in sight, we’re still uncertain about our future.
The most prominent element of this event is the dustbunnies. In particular those that have been mounting armies—vast fuzzy regiments armed with frizz-bombs and toothpicks—under my bed. Like bugs scrambling when their rock has been lifted, the dustbunnies quickly scattered, but not before showing their true, terrible numbers.
We have called in a mechanized division for battlefield sweep up.
Meanwhile, I sleep on a mattress on the floor, trading watches with my cabbit plushy, watching the dim flicker of the dustbunny campfires in the distance.
Burning rubber where angels fear to tread.
