This has been an interesting week. It started basically last week when I started packing the last of my boxes, then my parents came up on Friday to help me get situated for the big move. That was a good day, we IHOPped it up, then got the keys to the new place. Unfortunately, we didn't check them both and one was messed up, along with the mail key, but that's being fixed. Yeehaw.
So far things are pretty settled. I haven't unpacked much and my extra room is in a shambles. Sometimes I wish I didn't have so much stuff, because it's a little bit ridiculous. It would be nice to get a smaller place and think wow, I can save some money, but that's the price of doing art and being a packrat.
It has been hideously hot the majority of the move, but I managed to survive. Marek is doing well too, and is being a slug under a chair somewhere right now.
Ooh my god, I think I'm going to watch another Mummy trainwreck, so I'll write more later...
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
What is my reality?
So I'm pretty sure I grew up in the 70s, but 20 years too late, if that's even possible.
I think I probably have KISS to thank for that, and a very acute awareness of how much of a weirdo I was.
It's ok though, it put me in the right place at the wrong time, and apparently now I'm reaping the benefits, or something.
Either way though, I guess that's life now. A digital age with an analog me. I'm just glad my tape doesn't get flipped over when the stereo freaks out anymore. I just wonder how much I'll have to fight to keep them from putting an implant in me. It's years away, I'm sure of it!!
I think I probably have KISS to thank for that, and a very acute awareness of how much of a weirdo I was.
It's ok though, it put me in the right place at the wrong time, and apparently now I'm reaping the benefits, or something.
Either way though, I guess that's life now. A digital age with an analog me. I'm just glad my tape doesn't get flipped over when the stereo freaks out anymore. I just wonder how much I'll have to fight to keep them from putting an implant in me. It's years away, I'm sure of it!!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Sigh
Well this week has gotten off to a weird start.
Sunday Tim and Jodi came kind of at different times and helped me pack. We got a lot done, Bruce provided entertainment, and Marek sat in the bedroom and extra room being generally crabby. My apartment is a maze of boxes and junk, and all the things I haven't decided on packing yet. It's kind of irritating, and I shouldn't be ungrateful for having so much stuff. At the same time, it's an overwhelming mess to sort it all, categorize it and HOPE I don't run out of boxes. That said, I'm getting very very close.
Some time last week my dishwasher got clogged, and is now holding water in the bottom of it. I believe I ran it on Wednesday before I went to class, and when I got home I thought hmm, this is strange, but chalked it up to my dishwasher being old. I didn't notice the smell until Saturday, and it's still in the same state, since the apartment complex I presently live in can't seem to ever have enough maintenance people on staff to actually help their tenants out. I'm very relieved that I only have until Friday to actually reside here.
Marek had his annual vet visit today and ended up getting scared so much that he had an accident on the way to the car. I felt horrible, and got him a bath when we got home. He still smells funny, so he might end up taking another dip. He's going to hate me, but he can't be all smelly. Nope nope nope. Poor baby bear. I feel terrible, but there was hardly any parking and we parked right by some guys doing yardwork. Baaad idea. Ugh.
Oh well. I'm exhausted and today's been crazy. It's barely 11 am and I'm ready for a very very long nap.
Sunday Tim and Jodi came kind of at different times and helped me pack. We got a lot done, Bruce provided entertainment, and Marek sat in the bedroom and extra room being generally crabby. My apartment is a maze of boxes and junk, and all the things I haven't decided on packing yet. It's kind of irritating, and I shouldn't be ungrateful for having so much stuff. At the same time, it's an overwhelming mess to sort it all, categorize it and HOPE I don't run out of boxes. That said, I'm getting very very close.
Some time last week my dishwasher got clogged, and is now holding water in the bottom of it. I believe I ran it on Wednesday before I went to class, and when I got home I thought hmm, this is strange, but chalked it up to my dishwasher being old. I didn't notice the smell until Saturday, and it's still in the same state, since the apartment complex I presently live in can't seem to ever have enough maintenance people on staff to actually help their tenants out. I'm very relieved that I only have until Friday to actually reside here.
Marek had his annual vet visit today and ended up getting scared so much that he had an accident on the way to the car. I felt horrible, and got him a bath when we got home. He still smells funny, so he might end up taking another dip. He's going to hate me, but he can't be all smelly. Nope nope nope. Poor baby bear. I feel terrible, but there was hardly any parking and we parked right by some guys doing yardwork. Baaad idea. Ugh.
Oh well. I'm exhausted and today's been crazy. It's barely 11 am and I'm ready for a very very long nap.
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