synthaetic synapse

breaking through the end of last year and pushing forward into this year has been one of the most difficult challenges i’ve faced thus far. as petty as it is, i am also surprised by the level of unhappiness the prospect of this upcoming move has brought to me. and it’s not just the having to keep everything constantly clean, or being the most-available idiot to drop everything and clean up after everyone else when a realtor calls from ten minutes away, or knowing that the hardest part is still ahead of us: the moving itself. no, it’s just the seriously-not-wanting-to-move that’s got me down, in a far more pervasively general way than i thought possible. literally everything about it annoys the living crap out of me. eventually, i’ll get over it, i’m sure. and it doesn’t help that my soccer team isn’t having a very good indoor season, either. what was once a pleasurable weekly exercise is rapidly becoming an angst-filled hour of watching the other teams run circles around us every week.

okay, enough of that. i’m not as depressed as i sound, and that’s not denial talking. sure, the minor annoyances pile up, but they’re still just minor annoyances. i’ll survive, no doubt.

we’re getting more traffic through the house: a mixed bag, but basically a good thing. of course, no one will be coming out today; the weather has seen to that. which is also good because i’ll be able to get some work done. my realtor did a stupid thing: went to synthaetica.com and decided to use some of those images in one of the local home-selling rags to promote the sale of the house. that was a bit of a catch-22 for me: weighing the value of the copyright on certain pieces of fine art (along with the way in which allowing them to do that technically undermines the value of those pieces of art that i’ve sold), versus the need to sell the house. the realtor claims their office assistant didn’t know that was illegal. that is, she supposedly didn’t know that taking images off a website and manipulating the watermarks was illegal. that is, she supposedly didn’t know that copying images off a website that clearly states the intent to sell the images as fine art was illegal. well, wherever she got her graphics design training, she can shove her diploma up her ass, but i licensed them use of the images for the express purpose of selling our house.

i haven’t let on to the Spouse Unit just how much that torqued me, but if a realtor pretends to that level of incompetence in advertising practices, how trustworthy can they really be in terms of how the rest of their business is run? i suppose this is the karmic payback for using a realtor found through a system to get points on our time-share instead of using the professional contacts we built through the local Chamber of Commerce and other business contacts. ultimately, i guess it’s not that big of a deal: one of those little real estate pubs is a temporary flash in the pan, anyway.

completely unrelatedly: i added several blog-friends to the blogroll on the left this morning. please visit their sites. they’re in better moods than i am today.