Aurora Dimitre's Books and Rambling

 I don't get along with lighters.  I don't know what it is; if it's like self-checkouts which hated me for so long but now will stand me, or if I'm just never allowed to use lighters ever, but right now my candle sitting on my desktop's tower was lit by the little box of matches that lies next to it. Matches are not ideal, because I suck at matches, too; for every one that lights, I have three that I have to chuck. I can at least get some fire from them, though; I might need to stop at the M&H when I walk down to put our two electric bills (bleh on a moving month, right?) in the post office box, because all I have is this little book and I've wasted so many matches already.  But I think it matches what I've got going on. It makes sense for matches to be the only thing I can start fires with, because why the fuck would something that makes your life easier and with less waste be something my person would be good at?

 

 Throwback to this post. So, it's been about a month, so I figured I'd update where I've been on my summer goals.  Move Steven and I are planning on moving thirty miles down the interstate to be closer to the school we will both be teaching at come fall. We cut the commute in more than half. This is looking good--we're going to go and look at an apartment tomorrow. We have moved! Everything is out of the other apartment! We still have to clean and not get my security deposit back before the end of the month, but at least everything is out , you know? G'N'R Tattoo  I had my students vote on what tattoo I should get over the summer, giving them three options, and they decided I needed a Guns'n'Roses tattoo, so sometime this summer I've gotta make that happen. I didn't get any tattoos last summer, with COVID and all, so I'm excited to get back in that chair.  This is, TBH, pretty low on my list of priorities. I was on Facebook the othe

 I' m not just talking about the internet but, yes, that too (Steven and I moved at the beginning of June and shit has been crazy), but also, well.  We moved back to the town that I went to college in, because it's closer to our jobs (not mentioning the fact that the due date for me to get those certification tests in is growing closer and closer and man, thanks Michael at American Board because you are always saving my ass), but it's also the college I used to work at the library in. It's the library that I met my DnD friends, some of whom still work at the library (the Paladin and the Wizard; Paladin is married to DM, then we have my old psych professor who is the Cleric, her husband the Warlock/Bard, and someone... someone works with as the Rogue, to my Bardbarian. RIP other library coworkers that were Druid, her husband Ranger, and First Rogue), and it remains the job I have had for the longest amount of time.  So, soon after we moved back, we stopped by the library

 

 

 

 

 So, school's been out for about a full week and some change, and I have been doing a lot more exercise. So much exercise in the form of walking around town for hours on end that I had to take today off even though it's beautiful outside because I've got several large blisters that have formed and plumped up over the past few days so I'm giving those feet a rest.  I am starting to brown up a little, too; I started late this year so I got a little too much sear on my shoulders a few days ago but that's faded to brown. I also started yoga? That shit does not fuck around. I just go on Amazon Prime and watch Julia Marie videos and she's made me do way more chair poses than I have ever wanted to do in my life. But I do feel like I'm loosening up a little. Really, I didn't realize just how out of shape I'd gotten teaching until this past week and a half or so. It was nine solid months of sitting, walking around occasionally, yeah, but then sitting in a ca