SANTA CLARA, Calif. Last day (I hope) of being here but not in the apartment. This transient life is wearing on me. Even though I got another library card, from Milpitas, I’m itching to be able to start residing at my home, even if the next week or so will be nothin’ but cartons.
(The Milpitas application, BTW, was quaint: you fill it out on paper, & a library clerk enters it into the system. Paper. In the Silicon Valley. The other two library systems gave me dual cards—one for the wallet & one for the key chain; Milpitas is evidently conserving plastic: I had to choose one or the other.)
Got a call from Whining Joe, the Allied driver. He says everything’s on for tomorrow. I’ll believe it when my household goods are actually in my house & he’s gone.
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