… in papers right now, trying to start the packing. But somehow it’s just not happening. <\/p>\n
Someone once saif of Ford Madox Ford that they could put him in a totally empty room and come back later and find the place in total chaos. Anyone who comes here right now will understand exactly what they meant by now. <\/p>\n
But never mind. Nietzsche famously said “out of chaos comes order”, but that was many years before I was born.<\/p>\n
It depresses me, though. I’m not sure why it is but when God or whoever it was was handing out the tidying-up gene, I dunno where I was. I somehow make the place even more untidy until it looks like a total tip and then I lose interest or something and it’s always the same. The road to hell really is paved with good intentions.<\/p>\n
I’ve been going round finding all of the DC appliances in the apartment, and believe me, ther are tons of them. But not a charger or transformer in sight. Anyway, today, I came across a drawer full of DC chargers and transformers, And not one of them labelled either. This is going to be fun, mating them all up.<\/p>\n
And apart from that? Nothing at all. But then, that’s quite enough to be going on with, I reckon<\/p>\n
