I neglected to mention that none of this site moving business is going to happen until after Chris and I really move on Thursday morning, but you probably already figured that out. Sometime tomorrow night I’ll pack my G4 along with the other stuff I’m saving till the last minute, and we won’t have cable at the new place until Friday, so I probably won’t be posting for a couple of days. I’m pretty sure you’ll get along without me, but I know it’s going to be tough.

Tonight we’re packing, packing. About 85% of my stuff is done, and Chris has done everything but his clothes and his electronics. I’m going to try to finish off my closets tonight and put together a duffel bag of clothes and other things to get me through Wednesday and Thursday. I’m also going to try to go to bed very early, though, since I’m still fighting off this cold. We’ll see which goal will win.

So the new webserver to which we rushed en masse when the old one’s drive died (and where we currently huddle like refugees) is not handling the load well. Mysterious problems arise and necessitate reboots, which aren’t fun for anyone. Expect the sites to go away again for a day or two - but this time, my little buckeroos and buckerettes, they’ll be moving to their own shiny new colocated Linux box. Chris and I are finally shelling out for our own webserver instead of clinging to the coattails of my bigger-traffic friends. Not that I don’t like clinging, especially when it’s free, but there’s something to be said for having root.

So our Thanksgiving weekend wasn’t all that Thanksgivingy, but it weren’t bad. We spent most of it in a packing frenzy, with the exception of yesterday, which was Chris’s birthday. Although we didn’t do a party or anything this year (nor have we in previous years, Chris not being the birthday party type), I whipped up a cake and we did a little present opening before and after seeing The Incredibles, which we liked. Also, there was Chinese food at this place on Broadway near 10th that I’d never been to before, despite walking past it a million times when I was at NYU.

Today has really just been packing. Packing, packing, and more packing. Things are either going in boxes or garbage bags, and I think we’re pretty much on schedule for the move on Thursday. I haven’t done anything with my clothes or kitchen stuff yet, but most of my other stuff is packed (and most of Chris’s stuff has been packed for a week already). The cat’s already freaked out, but he’s enjoying all the new climbing possibilities offered by the towers of boxes everywhere.

Incidentally, moving really emphasizes the fact that we are book people. We’ve filled so many boxes with nothing but books that even my original wildly generous estimate has been surpassed. I’m embarrassed to tell you how many boxes of books we have, but I’m glad that we got two more bookcases when we went to IKEA last weekend. Which we did, by the way. We hopped the shuttle bus to Elizabeth and picked up a new couch, two end tables, two book cases, a matching tv stand, two new desks, and some miscellaneous things like sheets and, um, gift tags. The furniture is being delivered after we move in, so all in all it wasn’t a big deal. (I felt bad for the girl in front of us at the delivery counter who, having already paid for all of her furniture and five giant IKEA bags worth of Marketplace stuff, was told that only the furniture could be delivered.)

Anyway, things are crazy, but we can’t wait to move. And I haven’t forgotten that I owe you some MacBlog archives. Even if it seems like I have.

This sort of thing cracks me up. Remember this post, the one that presaged all the doofy journaling I’ve been doing lately? Does this post look familiar? Maybe just a little? (He’s even using my last name on his bio, along with a line from my own about page.)

It was a reader who let me know about it, by the way. Here’s some advice for future thieves: one of my readers will always find your site, and I will have an easier time dealing with Blogger (or LiveJournal, or Geocities) abuse staff than you will.

I commented on what’s-his-name’s blog, but he’s already deleted it. It sure would be awful if all the people who read my site were also to comment on it, wouldn’t it? Yes, it really would be a shame. Especially since he’s stealing from many other bloggers, too.

All of the missing posts from September through last week should now be in the archives. (The last two or three days in November before the crash are still missing, but I think I’ll live.) There may still be a few broken links or missing images here and there - I’ll go through the whole site at some point and try to figure out what I had changed after I made the backup I’ve been using. More importantly, though, I’m going to work on getting all the missing posts back into MacBlog - I have them all, it’s just a matter of a little scripting to get them into MT’s import format.

I don’t know if I’m going to bother with the links posts. I have all or most of them, too, but I guess it’s not high on my list right now. Maybe after both of my sites are up and running as they should be, I’ll format the links posts too.

I’ll be in NYC this for Thanksgiving this year, since with the move next week I can’t really afford to miss the last weekend I have for packing. Especially since you could count the number of boxes I have packed so far on no hands. Chris’s birthday is on Saturday, and this will be the first time I’ve actually been home to spend it with him. It usually falls on Thanksgiving itself or while I’m still in Massachusetts, so we celebrate it before or after the actual day.

So as you’ve probably gathered, the webserver’s hard drive died on Friday afternoon and everything sort of went to hell. Before you ask, I do have backups, but because the only nightly backup I needed happened to be the only one that failed, I’ve had to restore from a manual backup I did in August. I’ve got all my posts from September through last week as well - I just need to format them and import them via MT.

MacBlog isn’t quite so easy since I’ve done a tremendous amount of work on it since August, but I’ll do my best, and it looks like there’s no real content loss there either. So just bear with me for a couple of days, and all should be well again. I’ve missed you, too.

As I mentioned in the temporary page you may or may not have seen earlier today, mail is up and running now, but it doesn’t look like I have a usable backup of my inbox. This means that if you’ve sent me mail in the last, say, three months, you’ll probably have to send it again. You may not have gotten a bounce message, but I don’t have your mail unless you sent it sometime today.

Here’s another reason we’re moving: this building is falling apart. The water heater seems to break every other day, so I’ve been taking a lot of cold showers lately. There are many good ways to start the morning, but taking an ice-cold shower in mid-November is not among them.

Also, the elevator is out of service more often than not. We live on the sixth floor. I don’t mind walking up five flights of stairs once in a while, but when we’ve been shopping or it’s laundry day and we have to lug massive amounts of stuff up five flights of stairs, it gets annoying. I just hope the elevator is working on moving day, or else the movers are going to have a totally awesome time getting all our stuff down to their truck.

I’ve started having these stupid anxiety dreams again. They’re just variations on the usual theme - either someone is trying to find me and I am trying to hide, or there’s somewhere I need to be and I can’t get there. I think it’s probably pre-move stress, because I don’t know what else would be worrying me while I’m trying to sleep. When I was in school, anxiety dreams at night were usually followed by tension headaches during the day, but I haven’t had any of those. Yet.

Work is good. It’s the right level of busy lately - I have enough to do that I don’t have time to fuck around or get bored, but it’s not so crazy that I have to stay late all the time. Which is how it should be, I think.

I forgot my GBA at home this morning, and felt a moment of terrible loss on the train when I realized the GBA pocket on the front of my bag was empty, empty. The only thing worse than not getting to play Pokemon on my way to work would be not having my iPod.

Our apartment was surprisingly quiet yesterday, so Chris and I took the opportunity to stay home and play GTA in peace. I can’t seem to muster much interest in actually doing any missions, but running around and killing people is enough to entertain me for a while, at least. I also watched a few episodes of the Film School maraton on IFC, more because it’s all set at NYU than because I have any particular interest in student filmmakers. I miss NYU a lot.

This morning we were planning on going out to the IKEA in New Jersey to look for a new couch and a pair of new desks (among other things), but after doing laundry and making breakfast we just weren’t up for it anymore. So I’ve been working on a freelance project and reading, and Chris has been playing GTA and napping. It’s been a very relaxed weekend, but it’s the first chance we’ve had to relax in weeks so we’re not complaining. Next weekend we may get out to IKEA, but either way we have to start packing after that, so we won’t have any more lazy weekends until after the move.

We’re still really looking forward to the move. It’s fun picking out new furniture and planning things out, and in a way it feels like now we’ll really be living together. Although I’ve been here for nearly a year, I still sometimes think of this apartment as Chris’s place, as though I’ll have to go back to Brooklyn eventually. But the new apartment is our place. We picked it out together, signed the lease together, and we get to furnish and decorate it together. Yeah, it’s a little sappy. I’d say I’m sorry, but I’m not really sorry at all.