imaginarycircus

We have to get rid of a bunch of things in order to fit into the new apartment, which has two built in bookshelves. So between the books I got rid of, the books I'm putting into storage, and the new bookshelves I have too many bookcases. I gave one or two to silencegolden and paper_tzipporah. But I have one more large one I need to get rid of.

I tend to be a little distrusting, you might call it paranoid. I put the bookcase on Craigslist for free and some dude said he'd be by this evening to pick it up, but he never showed up. We moved the thing out into the hallway (using David's skateboard) because I felt so weird about having some stranger come into our apartment. I'm not really sure how it would be any different than letting other strange people into our apartment, like plumbers or whomever--except those people are easily traceable and are usually with the maintenance dudes who I know. This is the way my brain works.

I spent the whole evening trying to figure out fail safe plans in case the guy showed up and was in any way shifty or dangerous. I figured if I kept the phone at hand and my largest chef's knife that would be cool. Because really who doesn't want to pick up a free bookcase from a crazy woman wielding a nine inch Henkel's four star knife?

Actually I would have hidden the knife, but that's besides the point. I still have a six foot tall bookcase and now its in the bloody hallway. I emailed the other person who responded to the ad, before I pulled it. *fingers crossed person is not a serial killer and will actually show up and get the thing*

I went to IKEA today with silencegolden and that place was an utter madhouse and packed with people. I didn't expect that on a Monday afternoon, but I guess everyone and their brother is going to college/gradschool/moving into a new apartment in the next week or two. I bought a $20 carpet made out of polyurethane. I once had a jacket made out of polyurethane. It was pink and shiny.