*yawn*
well, i guess it couldnt hurt to tell you guys whats going on in my life. ive been meaning to post for a few days now, but every time i have time to sit down and post i open up the window and im like, ummm i dont want to do this right now. but im not quite ready for bed and the cat is sleeping and i have no ims popped up, so here goes...
i swear to god as soon as i finished typing that sentence kevin im'd me. but im going to continue posting anyway because i know he's going to bed soon.
lets see. last real post was what, two weeks ago? yeah that sounds right. it was about my théo, the love of my life. he's so cute. he doesnt hide from me anymore, unless i have company. he has two moods. sleeping and crazy. and when i say crazy, i genuinely mean it. he is nuts. i was taking a nap this afternoon and i woke up because he was jumping on the bed, literally. like a good foot and a half into the air. and i have absolutely no clue what was making him jump like that. he landed on my side though when he was coming down, claws and all, so my nap ended. he's sleeping now, which is good i suppose, but i wish he would wait to go to bed until later, because he likes to get up at 4, 5 o'clock in the morning, crying and trying to use me as a personal jungle gym, and as that i have to get up at 7 for work, well, im not loving him so much then. i played with théo and went shoe shopping and ran last minute errands and saw friends and spent time with kevin and generally tried to live up my last few free days before i started my job. i was pretty excited about starting work in general, but about three or four days before i was due to start i had a nightmare that i overslept on my first day and didnt make it to work and i started to get really nervous. i got there early on my first day, and i met the other co-op and we got our tour of the office, and then we had absolutely nothing to do for the rest of the day. so when i noticed i had a voicemail, i listened to it, and was completely floored.
im pretty sure i mentioned in here when i first found out about it, but in july my building went up for sale. my dad was like, dont worry about it, you have your lease, it will probably take a while to sell, you'll be fine, whatever. which made my voicemail monday all the more unexpected. "yeah, we have the opportunity to sell your building but you'd need to be gone by the end of october." i seriously thought i was going to cry. i finally unpacked, i finally was settled and happy, i got my kitten settled and happy, and you want me to fucking move? and way to go real estate guy, waiting to call me on the day where all of my free time, i was doing fucking nothing for three damn weeks and you wait until i start a 9-5 job to call me and tell me i have a month to find a new apartment? i fucking hate you! <------ whoh, sorry for the mad rage. im still a little bitter, even though they offered me a lot of money and im lined up with a bigger nicer apartment. its just kinda stressful still even though the bulk of the stress is gone since ive got a new place already. its a junior one bedroom (thats a seperate bedroom and a combination living room/kitchen for those of you who havent spent ridiculous amounts of time researching apartments recently) at 21st and sansom, yes im going right back to where i was people, but its ok. i admit i was starting to feel slightly removed down here. its further from home yes, and i lose my free shuttle to campus, but theres more stuff around and its closer to kevin's and im okay with it. its a third floor rear apartment though, so i know the stairs will get old, especially for those who move me in, but they are paying my moving expenses, so i get to pay whoever kevin rounds up to move me nicely so then i'll feel like a good person. im just dreading packing again. i seriously should try and start. the sooner i move and get it over with the sooner i wont have to worry about it anymore.
anyways. the first week of work was generally good, i didnt really have much to do. i got a penn id which lets me sneak into the quad to stalk megan without signing in, and i have a penn webmail, and i did some work and a photo assignment, they let me run around campus with the nice digital slr which is probably worth at least $800. the other co-op nicole is really nice, im glad im not the only co-op there, i like that i have someone that i can go visit and talk to and go to lunch with every day. i share an office with the web designer, who is cool, we talk about sports all day, he's a huge flyers fan. the graphic designer's office is two doors down, he's nice too. my boss seems a little flaky, but she's still my boss, so we'll see how that goes. kevin started classes this week, so we'll see how our opposite schedules will work. we spent monday night, thursday night, friday night, saturday night and most of this morning together, which was nice, but once his classes pick up and he starts getting homework and tests and stuff our free time will probably be cut significantly. he's meeting my mom and dad tomorrow night, its the first night of rosh hashana. im nervous, but he probably is more than me.
alright, its almost 11:30 now, and im getting pulled more and more into my tlc show, "face eating tumor." "girl with the xray eyes" was on before it, but i didnt like it, it was too hokey for me. but "i am my own twin" is on after "face eating tumor" and im definately curious as to what its about, if i can stay awake that long. im seriously considering switching to digital cable when i move just so i can have the discovery health channel so i can watch shows like this all day. im so addicted. kevin thinks im insane because i was telling him about "the girl with two heads" when i was watching it last weekend.
hope everyone else is doing well, and l'shana tovah in case i forget to tell any of you later.
g'nite!
i swear to god as soon as i finished typing that sentence kevin im'd me. but im going to continue posting anyway because i know he's going to bed soon.
lets see. last real post was what, two weeks ago? yeah that sounds right. it was about my théo, the love of my life. he's so cute. he doesnt hide from me anymore, unless i have company. he has two moods. sleeping and crazy. and when i say crazy, i genuinely mean it. he is nuts. i was taking a nap this afternoon and i woke up because he was jumping on the bed, literally. like a good foot and a half into the air. and i have absolutely no clue what was making him jump like that. he landed on my side though when he was coming down, claws and all, so my nap ended. he's sleeping now, which is good i suppose, but i wish he would wait to go to bed until later, because he likes to get up at 4, 5 o'clock in the morning, crying and trying to use me as a personal jungle gym, and as that i have to get up at 7 for work, well, im not loving him so much then. i played with théo and went shoe shopping and ran last minute errands and saw friends and spent time with kevin and generally tried to live up my last few free days before i started my job. i was pretty excited about starting work in general, but about three or four days before i was due to start i had a nightmare that i overslept on my first day and didnt make it to work and i started to get really nervous. i got there early on my first day, and i met the other co-op and we got our tour of the office, and then we had absolutely nothing to do for the rest of the day. so when i noticed i had a voicemail, i listened to it, and was completely floored.
im pretty sure i mentioned in here when i first found out about it, but in july my building went up for sale. my dad was like, dont worry about it, you have your lease, it will probably take a while to sell, you'll be fine, whatever. which made my voicemail monday all the more unexpected. "yeah, we have the opportunity to sell your building but you'd need to be gone by the end of october." i seriously thought i was going to cry. i finally unpacked, i finally was settled and happy, i got my kitten settled and happy, and you want me to fucking move? and way to go real estate guy, waiting to call me on the day where all of my free time, i was doing fucking nothing for three damn weeks and you wait until i start a 9-5 job to call me and tell me i have a month to find a new apartment? i fucking hate you! <------ whoh, sorry for the mad rage. im still a little bitter, even though they offered me a lot of money and im lined up with a bigger nicer apartment. its just kinda stressful still even though the bulk of the stress is gone since ive got a new place already. its a junior one bedroom (thats a seperate bedroom and a combination living room/kitchen for those of you who havent spent ridiculous amounts of time researching apartments recently) at 21st and sansom, yes im going right back to where i was people, but its ok. i admit i was starting to feel slightly removed down here. its further from home yes, and i lose my free shuttle to campus, but theres more stuff around and its closer to kevin's and im okay with it. its a third floor rear apartment though, so i know the stairs will get old, especially for those who move me in, but they are paying my moving expenses, so i get to pay whoever kevin rounds up to move me nicely so then i'll feel like a good person. im just dreading packing again. i seriously should try and start. the sooner i move and get it over with the sooner i wont have to worry about it anymore.
anyways. the first week of work was generally good, i didnt really have much to do. i got a penn id which lets me sneak into the quad to stalk megan without signing in, and i have a penn webmail, and i did some work and a photo assignment, they let me run around campus with the nice digital slr which is probably worth at least $800. the other co-op nicole is really nice, im glad im not the only co-op there, i like that i have someone that i can go visit and talk to and go to lunch with every day. i share an office with the web designer, who is cool, we talk about sports all day, he's a huge flyers fan. the graphic designer's office is two doors down, he's nice too. my boss seems a little flaky, but she's still my boss, so we'll see how that goes. kevin started classes this week, so we'll see how our opposite schedules will work. we spent monday night, thursday night, friday night, saturday night and most of this morning together, which was nice, but once his classes pick up and he starts getting homework and tests and stuff our free time will probably be cut significantly. he's meeting my mom and dad tomorrow night, its the first night of rosh hashana. im nervous, but he probably is more than me.
alright, its almost 11:30 now, and im getting pulled more and more into my tlc show, "face eating tumor." "girl with the xray eyes" was on before it, but i didnt like it, it was too hokey for me. but "i am my own twin" is on after "face eating tumor" and im definately curious as to what its about, if i can stay awake that long. im seriously considering switching to digital cable when i move just so i can have the discovery health channel so i can watch shows like this all day. im so addicted. kevin thinks im insane because i was telling him about "the girl with two heads" when i was watching it last weekend.
hope everyone else is doing well, and l'shana tovah in case i forget to tell any of you later.
g'nite!