I was already up and not-at-all tired last night/early this morning when I happened to see a LARGE (And I mean large - scarily large) brown spider speedily zip from my bedroom door under my bed. Stifling a shriek like the little girl that I so desperately am, I leaped up and lunged into my chair ( Read more... )

Despite my best intentions, I'm starting to get anxious about not having a place to live come July 1st ( Read more... )

On my neverending quest to see all the movies on the AFI Top 100 list, I've been renting some classics that I've never seen. This weekend I watched "It Happened One Night," with Clark Gable and Claudette Colbert, and it was pretty cute. I'm a sucker for those old movies, though I think this was the first one I'd ever seen with Clark Gable. I'm more ( Read more... )

Of course both lines had minor delays on the way home, and I'm sitting somewhere around Willesden Green when I get a text from douchey housemate saying that a guy is coming to look at my room at 7:10... so pretty much right now ( Read more... )

I had a hard time falling asleep last night. I have been, so that's no different. Just as I was drifting off at 12:30, someone started honking a horn on Wimborne Ave. At 12:30 AM ( Read more... )

I promised to get back in the LJ habit this year, and so far no dice. It's purely because I don't have the internet (STILL!) at the house, so all of my internetting is done at work, and when 5:30 rolls around I usually don't feel inclined to stay (today is an exception. I'm going to have drinks with Janice and Nita and some of Janice's friends, so ( Read more... )

I had the weirdest sense of deja vu on the tube this morning - it felt just like a freezing November day in Chicago during my senior year of college, as I was bundled up and riding the el ("a Brown Line train, to downtown") downtown to go to class. I could almost pinpoint the exact day, but not quite - it was after the White Sox won the World ( Read more... )

To begin, a quote from Dostoevsky:
“It's life that matters, nothing but life - the process of discovering, the everlasting and perpetual process, not the discovery itself, at all. But what's the use of talking! I suspect that all I'm saying now is so like the usual commonplaces that I shall certainly be taken for a lower-form schoolboy sending in ( Read more... )

I'm thankful I have a wonderful place to come home to. I really am.

I set up a blurty account for no reason other than having a friends page there. How nerdy, but pragmatic.

Also, the roof is done! Yay! Too bad I can't sleep in tomorrow - PTK Cancer Awareness Fair - but still... Thursday, man oh man am I sleeping in late.

Take that, roofers!

::blasts Coldplay on my headphones::