Apr. 19th, 2012

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And now I want risotto with garlic. I should make risotto at some point.

There was supposed to be German here but I ated it. Speaking of German, though, I would like to note for those of you who haven't already seen Anna's victory dance all over everything that, yes. It is, in fact, der Verrat in Grimm, and not the Ferrat. It didn't occur to me that it was German until I heard the word in the context of a KMFDM song, but once I heard that it made perfect sense. And once I looked up what 'Verrat' meant (being as a v in the first position of a word makes an 'f' sound) it made even more sense. So, it is 'der Verrat', as confirmed by Monroe and is poor German saying 'the Verrat' in the sneak peak for the upcoming episode and I feel vindicated and smug.

I also feel somewhat more triumphant because, okay, backing up. Yesterday I got an IM from the boy saying that Mortgage Lady 2 had called and reminded us that our awesome rate of awesome expires on Monday. YAY. So I called Realty Lady to find out where we were on the plumbing and thus the appraisal and thus closing on this goddamn fucking house. She said she'd check and call me back. And within about 10 minutes she'd called me back to say that the selling bank is fixing the goddamn plumbing! Not even with an addendum that says we have to pay them back, they're just fixing it! Possibly because they know they can't get it sold without that fixed. Heh. So, the listing agent is arranging that, and judging by the speed with which they got out there the first time hopefully the appraisal can be concluded next week or so? I called Mortgage Lady 2 back and told her, and she said she'd put in for a rate extension and contact Mortgage Lady 1. And today I should actually email the paralegal with a quick update to say things are in motion again. PROGRESS. It's like a miracle.

I watched Caprica last night. Just one episode, but another shirtless Sam Adama episode. The only problem with this one is that he was shirtless during an obviously fairly religious funeral. With everyone else wearing clothing that I can only describe as frum. And my anthropology brain grabbed onto that and was all "WHAT. EVERYONE ELSE IS DRESSED UP. WHY IS HE HALF NAKED." And I then spent the entirety of the funeral scene trying to reconcile the function of semi-nudity and ritualistic tattoos on display with the function of visually conservative, body-covering clothing. And not actually ogling the man I meant to ogle.

Yes, we know I'm weird, shut up.

Right. I have a pile of crap to do today. Mostly non-day-job stuff, but we'll see how crazy the store gets. At the very least I need to check in. Get some stuff written, maybe do some New Years Resolutions, and get some web coding done. Now that BBM's been put off I can just do that as weekend work without hassle, and, um. Squirrels. Does anyone know what the hell happened to Novel BigBang? Did they just vanish into the aether?
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My Realty Lady is awesome. She sent me an update on scheduling and CC'd everybody as well. So I just sent a totally spurious email to Paralegal Lady, but oh well. My Realty Lady is still awesome and deserves all the fruitbaskets or whatever, ever. And did I mention the awesome? So, the plumbing will hopefully be done next week (they're apparently booked pretty tight so it might not be then), then the appraisal, then the closing. And Realty Lady just sent an amendment to postpone the closing date in order to get all that done. Which the bank might actually sign this time because it sounds like they've been replaced by humans. Rational humans.

In an effort to do things as they need doing and not when I have nebulous time, I am actually FILING. You may now all be shocked and amazed. Filing while there is only a very small stack of papers to file. And then I will probably end up spending more time out front today, apparently, than I counted on. Because otherwise there's nothing for me to do back here and I will go out of my tiny mind. Let's see if I can bounce back and forth between an hour out front and an hour in back coding and writing.

Tomorrow it probably won't be nearly this nice, I am just reminded. Maryland time means packing for Maryland time, joy of joys. Oh well, until then I will enjoy my light days while I have them.

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