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my imagination is on a sculpting frenzy. i desperately desperately desperately need butternut wood.
not that it will matter next week because apparently i'll have to work so much i won't even have time to breathe, but it's all good because i could use the overtiiiime.
a girl i work with moved apartments this weekend and she sold me her totally awesome and really nice computer desk for 50 bucks, which i don't even have to give her until later this month. and by "later" i mean "whenever" because she's being awesome. so now we have this gorgeous big cherrywood desk with drawers and cabinets and little gold handles to open them, and jeremy's art desk can go back to being an art desk.
i need more plants for my apartment. you'd think i'd have more of them, working at a florist and all, but potted plants are es-pensive.
my uterus is ache-yyyyy.
i've come to realize that my front door is chock fill of completely stagnant chi, which i need to rid. but that just means moving the box and the gigantic mirror that have been living there leaning against the wall. maybe by fixing that i'll improve something convenient, like my finances. that would be nice.
i don't think i'm ever going to finish billie. well, yes i am, by father's day, because i'm going to give it to my dad. if i can get it framed first. we'll have to do some major feng shiu adjustments on my finance chi to do that. i'm so close!
lately jeremy and i have been listening to the royal tenenbaums and life aquatic soundtracks that he downloaded and put together. he likes the little cuban guy who covers david bowie and says "fuobo" funny, and i like the mark mothersbough compositions. he orchestrated rugrats!
if i rest my ankles on the base of my chair and bounce my foot, i drift backwards away from my desk. this is rather bothersome. either maintinence needs to have someone come adjust the levels of my building, or i need to get a chair that doesn't have wheels.
i can't wait til i can afford a big armchair. like a really soft leather armchair with a footrest that swings out that i can nap on. mmm, yes.
i keep meaning to make cookies, but i always forget. i'll make some tomorrow.
not that it will matter next week because apparently i'll have to work so much i won't even have time to breathe, but it's all good because i could use the overtiiiime.
a girl i work with moved apartments this weekend and she sold me her totally awesome and really nice computer desk for 50 bucks, which i don't even have to give her until later this month. and by "later" i mean "whenever" because she's being awesome. so now we have this gorgeous big cherrywood desk with drawers and cabinets and little gold handles to open them, and jeremy's art desk can go back to being an art desk.
i need more plants for my apartment. you'd think i'd have more of them, working at a florist and all, but potted plants are es-pensive.
my uterus is ache-yyyyy.
i've come to realize that my front door is chock fill of completely stagnant chi, which i need to rid. but that just means moving the box and the gigantic mirror that have been living there leaning against the wall. maybe by fixing that i'll improve something convenient, like my finances. that would be nice.
i don't think i'm ever going to finish billie. well, yes i am, by father's day, because i'm going to give it to my dad. if i can get it framed first. we'll have to do some major feng shiu adjustments on my finance chi to do that. i'm so close!
lately jeremy and i have been listening to the royal tenenbaums and life aquatic soundtracks that he downloaded and put together. he likes the little cuban guy who covers david bowie and says "fuobo" funny, and i like the mark mothersbough compositions. he orchestrated rugrats!
if i rest my ankles on the base of my chair and bounce my foot, i drift backwards away from my desk. this is rather bothersome. either maintinence needs to have someone come adjust the levels of my building, or i need to get a chair that doesn't have wheels.
i can't wait til i can afford a big armchair. like a really soft leather armchair with a footrest that swings out that i can nap on. mmm, yes.
i keep meaning to make cookies, but i always forget. i'll make some tomorrow.