What a weird, weird afternoon

[kiya]

So weird.

Caught the train in to town because the house inspector was coming through and I needed to be out of the house anyway. Wound up listening to a fairly Crüxshadows-heavy playlist on the way because that was the sort of mood I was in (I've been a little obsessive about "Ballroom on Mars" lately) and wound up, as a result, having one of those weird internal conversations.

I've been, on and off, accumulating desires for various miscellaneous bits of clothing and have been working to accumulate them; part of this is gender play. Which wound up with my most non-female (possibly male? male-androgynous, I think) aspect complaining about the state of my wardrobe a lot. So we went around and around on figuring out what he would find acceptable and basically it's a bunch of stuff I've been wanting to pick up for ages and haven't had the money for (and much of it is online order anyway so not useful now when my address is in imminent flux).

Headed to Mary's for dinner and decided, on a whim, to duck into Hubba Hubba and see if I could address some of the internal pressure. Wound up picking up a pair of spiked wrist cuffs, which nicely match the collar otter3 gave me years ago. Inner cranky fashion critic slash goth slightly mollified.

Of course, I was still in this more male-ish headspace when I stomped into the T and discovered that while they haven't swapped North Station (where all the northern rail lines come in) over to the new farecard system, they have swapped Central to it. Which meant that buying two tokens at North Station had been useless, except it wasn't, as the security guard informed me, "Sir, you can get the card with the token" but only after I'd put in most of the fare in loose change. Then I guess he noticed the tits; he corrected the honorific. I haven't been sirred when I wasn't wearing the somewhat upper-torso-obscuring leather jacket before; I'm tickled.

Talked game systems a little with jikharra. Talked house hunting with keshwyn and anyone else who would listen to me, including little drawings of floor plans to try to explain some of the weirdnesses of things we've looked at.

From the theater of the gloriously out of context: "Oh, we've devolved into a chalet?" --briar_pipe

Shoulders entirely locked up. Meh.

Comments

[kiya]

So it would appear. :)

Note we haven't put in an offer anywhere yet ....

[larksdream]

That's not such a big deal... much better than knowing of a house you desperately want but not having the old one sold yet!

Squee!!!!

[kiya]

This is true.

I have been sort of superstitiously not talking much about it all because things are too much in flux; there will probably be a braindump at some point in the future when things are less stressy.