I listed 20 things last night and none of 'em sold during the time I was asleep which is unusual. Our Ebay sales are in the toilet right now. Ken doesn't worry about things nearly as much as I do, and it probably doesn't register with him right now that selling on Ebay is costing him money.
This all only had to hold together until mid-2024 though, and Ken's just clueless enough (and signed a 4-year lease) that things should be fairly stable around here. That's all I need. Just keep saving money, selling things off, getting my papers in order, etc.
I'm glad I'd packed everything last night because I woke up at 5, and needed to be out of here at 6. I actually left at a quarter after. I raced up to the post office (dead as hell), dropped the packages off and went over to 99 Ranch for a pastry and a can of green tea, and a package of ramen of a type I've not tried yet.
My headache was kicking my ass all yesterday and I dreaded going to sleep because I dreaded waking up because when I woke up, my headache was bad again. I'd started my day with water, coffee, and some taurine powder just because I have the stuff and I might as well use it.
I rode over to H Mart to use their bathroom, and noticed as I was locking the bike something a bit unexpected. From out of the corner of my eye (because it's rude to stare) I saw what appeared to be a Korean gal sitting out front against one of the pillars, looking kind of homeless. First, I perceived a Korean gal because of the thinness, the bob hairstyle and "cute" clothes including short shorts and little booties, a look some young Asian gals adopt. There was a rolling suitcase there and some things, and this person was reading a large hardcover book.
I thought, "Business first" and went in and used the loo, then came back out to sit at the base of a nearby pillar and enjoy my pastry and tea from 99 Ranch. I was able to observe this person without their even noticing how intently I was looking at them.
I noticed with a bit of shock the Punch & Judy profile of the face, and realize this was a zombess I'd seen around the area. And the book, the large hardcover, seemed to be some sort of how-to book of the type popular in the 1950s and 60s, the kind that tells you how to do home improvements and things. I've sold many of them and it was easy to tell this.
This was one of the local zombs, and a lot of street people have realized that if they're seen reading a book, their begging tips will be much larger. The problem is, she was reading a how-to book, kept flipping pages back and forth and talking to herself, and gave the impression more of toying with the book than actually reading it.
The proper way to do it is to have some book of "literature" with ideally a few more by your side, so people can see the titles, seeing Boswell's Life Of Johnson or something. And to actually read the book in your hand and be seen to be absorbed in it.
This zombess probably never concentrated on anything that wasn't a spoon of heroin in its life, and I could not imagine any sympathy from the crowd - Asians coming and going in their daily business - and after a few minutes' watching a scruffy zombie walked by going into the market, and he and the zombess gave each other a quick nod. Trying the waters, perhaps. Let's see how good the begging is at H Mart.
I stopped by Tom's but he didn't answer the door. I checked the medical dumpster and didn't see anything I wanted except for a Cuisinart toaster oven - if it works I'll finally have a toaster oven which I've wanted for quite a while.
I came back here to put things away and went back out with the trailer and step-stool and so on, and went back and got the toaster oven and a couple small computer things to put on Ebay, and presently a guy came out and said he'd "gotten a couple of emails" - no doubt from the guy in the sports car who'd driven by and seemed interested in what I was doing - I said "OK I'm off!" and left.
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