At the apartment, unpacking my possessions. The cleaners did a remarkably good job, all things considered, though the place still smells like a smokehouse.
Most of the furniture is salvageable, except for the loveseat and easy chair which reek of smoke (but we can't afford new ones, so we may have to deal for the time being).
As far as my books go... well, the losses make me unhappy, but fortunately a lot seems to have survived. Thus far (and I've only gotten about 15% or so unboxed) it seems like I've lost my set of Del Rey's Best of Lovecraft trade paperbacks, a few Keith Laumer paperbacks (including his hard-to-find novelization of the "The Invaders" TV show), a handful of assorted Burroughs (sob!), Lieber and de Camp paperbacks, and my achingly gorgeous complete set of Sir Walter Scott's Waverly Novels, which were not dated but I would place at roughly 1880. Oh, and a pair of roughly contemporary fin-de-siecle reference books -- an illustrated medical dictionary and Myers' General History from... I want to say 1882, though that's from memory and I could be wrong.
Most of the furniture is salvageable, except for the loveseat and easy chair which reek of smoke (but we can't afford new ones, so we may have to deal for the time being).
As far as my books go... well, the losses make me unhappy, but fortunately a lot seems to have survived. Thus far (and I've only gotten about 15% or so unboxed) it seems like I've lost my set of Del Rey's Best of Lovecraft trade paperbacks, a few Keith Laumer paperbacks (including his hard-to-find novelization of the "The Invaders" TV show), a handful of assorted Burroughs (sob!), Lieber and de Camp paperbacks, and my achingly gorgeous complete set of Sir Walter Scott's Waverly Novels, which were not dated but I would place at roughly 1880. Oh, and a pair of roughly contemporary fin-de-siecle reference books -- an illustrated medical dictionary and Myers' General History from... I want to say 1882, though that's from memory and I could be wrong.