Success!
Success! An apartment!
I'm lying here among strewn clothing, Yoohoo cans, cardboard and clear plastic bags. I am exhaustingly sick. Jinks has gone to work two days in a row without me rising with him. Those forged doctor's notes better be good, I'm at the max amount of class absences as it is. I hate having the immune system of a bubble boy.
I've moved in with Jinks, one of my best buddies Roo and this dude I went to high school with named Trey. I've been looking around me bewildered from time to time that this is my new home. Most of my recent time has been spent cleaning and arranging the kitchen. I had my first cup of coffee here this morning. Didn't help with energy.
What's cool is our bedroom is furnished with the furniture my mom had in her first apartment. It feels nostalgic and really good at the very same time.
Mm... poptarts.
I live in a nosey neighborhood now. It's a really compact street with nice houses that are pretty much all split family homes. You can see into windows pretty easy from the street. We threw up a white sheet to hang as curtains. I realized that people outside might get an erotic shadow puppet performance. So I put up creepy-cute drawing cut outs up to hang as silhouettes instead. Gives them somethin' to look at if they've gotta look anyway.
We got our hamster back! I had a friend hold on to him for now but he's back in our arms as of last night. Best hamster on the planet, that he is. My little Johanne.
Electricity, check. Oil for heater, check. Cable/internet comes the 19th... Man, classes better be over faster, I have a summer of work to knock out.
I'm out of poptart!
Back to the housewife life.
Buggie