crack packages
23 Jan 2007 11:59 pmgot a package from my parents today which was nearly devoid of crack in the contents. all the crack was saved for the method: a big m-bag like four times the size of the last one they sent me full of books. on the surface this is good. i love books. i miss my personal collection desperately.
the only bad thing was that the m-bag weighed 37 pounds, or 17 kilos. it was an extremely awkward and heavy package, and we don't have a car. it was snowing like crazy this afternoon and wax was carrying this bag like a demented santa and now has lots of little bruises on her shoulder. thank god she was there, though. the parcel notice from the post office made no mention of size. i could never have carried it five blocks. (at least not all in one day.)
there was a tiny bit of crack in the contents, though. they sent me two kids' books by bruce coville belonging to two separate series, but none of the sequels to either (and apparently selected at random. they didn't send me the autographed ones); a non-fiction book involving, uh, some... geologist's road trip and apparently some philosophising about plate tectonics (obviously my dad's1); one of asimov's foundation novels, but not the first one; the last 2/3, but not the first, of a trilogy2; and their copy of good omens (which they've probably forgotten isn't mine). also, an intermediate japanese textbook, which is to say, significantly above my level (although it must belong to me. when people know you're into japan you tend to accumulate things like that, and i had a reputation for that the entire time i was a teenybopper).
that wasn't the entire contents, of course. opening all the boxes made me rather giddy and some3 of the books had to be cuddled and stroked.
1. he's a geologist.
2. the great alta saga by jane yolen; white jenna and the one-armed queen but not sister light, sister dark.
3. three more of cj cherryh's foreigner universe, though not including the newest one.
the only bad thing was that the m-bag weighed 37 pounds, or 17 kilos. it was an extremely awkward and heavy package, and we don't have a car. it was snowing like crazy this afternoon and wax was carrying this bag like a demented santa and now has lots of little bruises on her shoulder. thank god she was there, though. the parcel notice from the post office made no mention of size. i could never have carried it five blocks. (at least not all in one day.)
there was a tiny bit of crack in the contents, though. they sent me two kids' books by bruce coville belonging to two separate series, but none of the sequels to either (and apparently selected at random. they didn't send me the autographed ones); a non-fiction book involving, uh, some... geologist's road trip and apparently some philosophising about plate tectonics (obviously my dad's1); one of asimov's foundation novels, but not the first one; the last 2/3, but not the first, of a trilogy2; and their copy of good omens (which they've probably forgotten isn't mine). also, an intermediate japanese textbook, which is to say, significantly above my level (although it must belong to me. when people know you're into japan you tend to accumulate things like that, and i had a reputation for that the entire time i was a teenybopper).
that wasn't the entire contents, of course. opening all the boxes made me rather giddy and some3 of the books had to be cuddled and stroked.
1. he's a geologist.
2. the great alta saga by jane yolen; white jenna and the one-armed queen but not sister light, sister dark.
3. three more of cj cherryh's foreigner universe, though not including the newest one.