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I just found out Terry Pratchett is coming to New Haven! Friday Sept 16, 12:30 PM EDT Yale Bookshop 77 Broadway New Haven, CT 06511 And for you Boston people (this means you, ryenna): Fri Sept 16, 7 PM EDT Harvard Bookshop Askwith Hall, Longfellow Hall 13 Appian Way, Harvard Square Cambridge MA 02138
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As of this past Saturday, Jen and I have moved into our new apartment in Rocky Hill. After quite a few car-, minivan-, suv-, and pickup truck-loads of stuff (thanks to our family members that helped, and Liz), we've finally got pretty much everything there. We've arranged a majority of the large furniture items (bookshelves, desks, etc.), and are slowly unpacking all our vehicle-loads of stuff. It's looking pretty good. We'll need another bookshelf, as we have tons of books. (They'll be the death of me, said my mom as I was loading the car with boxes full of them.)
The apartment is pretty spacious, except for the kitchen, which is quite small. Not too big a problem, but there's hardly any good cabinet space -- hopefully a trip to Ikea will be able to solve this problem with some hanging baskets or something. There's a dishwasher, which is a plus (albeit no garbage disposal), and air conditioning (two units, one in the living room and one in the bedroom).
I took off work on Friday, and it's been an exhausting three days of moving stuff. It will be worth it, though -- I'm feeling good about the new place. I'm certainly going to have to bone up on my cooking skills. Feel free to shoot any favorite recipes my way.
In other news, also getting a new (used) car to deal with the commute. Paperwork is churning through the system, and I may be able to pick it up later this week. Updates to follow.
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Opened my shade this morning, and noticed a little yellow thing on the roof outside my window. Looked a bit closer, and realized it was an injured bird. Went with my dad and took the ladder to the front of the house to try to get it down, and it heard the noise, got scared, and flew off, pretty much straight down onto the grass. We picked it up and put it it in a shoebox, then called the animal hospital. They gave us the number for a "wildlife hotline" run by the Humane Society. Left a message there, and got called back with the contact info of a songbird rescue place called The Recovery Wing in Southington. Drove up there with the bird in the shoebox, and gave it to the lady there. She said it had a broken wing, but she'd try her best to fix it. Here's the little guy, btw:
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