since I suck at this...
I never update I know, but I am always reading my friends' posts.
So things that are happening at the moment:
Trying to get my final document before submitting my application for Citizenship of Italy.
Apartment hunting with Ken, we are looking in the greater Philadelphia region. I have the only car between the two of us, so really, Centre City would be optimal. Price range is 500-1000 and that doesn't get us much.
Currently looking for a new vehicle of sorts. I saw a Mini Cooper that I want SO BAD! Just am hunting for my best loan options at the moment. Also any car I can get for a better value with comparable quality.
Things New(ish) for me:
I HATE AMERICAN FOOD! I am so fat, and I've eaten very little since being here. If you don't know by me telling you in person, I am currently on a downward spiral towards Diabetes. I have to be very careful of what I eat now, all thanks to the SHIT they put in the food here. I am the first person in my family to actually come this close, excluding my 78 year old Granny who still isn't actually Diabetic. I currently am very irritated by this, because the quality, taste, and value of the food is abysmal when compared to the price, quantity, and Need for food. You know it's bad when, you get off the plane and 3 days later you have Sugar withdrawal, that leaves you totally irrational for hours, then incapacitated for the rest of the day.
Apartment hunting would be fun, if people called me back. The reason for wanting an apartment together is Mine and Ken's. The need is ours. The reason is sad. I am banned from staying with Ken, I can't shower, I can't sleep there, I can't eat there. The six figures his Mother makes a year, can't support the occasional house guest.
I was doing great, brought my own food, only used the toilet when I needed to( I actually went out back in the woods to pee every time,) and commuted during the day. Then Ken had a role in an opera, and they wouldn't let him use a vehicle to drive to Philly to go to rehearsal, so I drove 40 minutes to pick up Ken, an hour to Philly, and waited all day for him to finish rehearsal, then drove back to Ken's house at 10:30 pm. Without being able to stay at his house I would drive from 10:30 pm to 11:30 to 12:10am to get to bed, JET LAG INCLUDED! Ken said he wouldn't let me drive home so tired and made me sleep at his place for the week that he had to do this. I showered twice that week, and changed clothes once. I spent 6 days there, going home to shower and whatever in the middle of the week early in the morning then going to the city.
After the show, it stopped. Then a few days later his Step father, yells at us. "I know you are looking for an apartment, but you need to find one." I have to drive home no matter what time it is, and I am not allowed to stay at the house. The house ISN'T HIS! It's Ken's Grandmother's home that I stay in, and she went over to the other house and SCREAMED at that man for saying such things to me.
So things that are happening at the moment:
Trying to get my final document before submitting my application for Citizenship of Italy.
Apartment hunting with Ken, we are looking in the greater Philadelphia region. I have the only car between the two of us, so really, Centre City would be optimal. Price range is 500-1000 and that doesn't get us much.
Currently looking for a new vehicle of sorts. I saw a Mini Cooper that I want SO BAD! Just am hunting for my best loan options at the moment. Also any car I can get for a better value with comparable quality.
Things New(ish) for me:
I HATE AMERICAN FOOD! I am so fat, and I've eaten very little since being here. If you don't know by me telling you in person, I am currently on a downward spiral towards Diabetes. I have to be very careful of what I eat now, all thanks to the SHIT they put in the food here. I am the first person in my family to actually come this close, excluding my 78 year old Granny who still isn't actually Diabetic. I currently am very irritated by this, because the quality, taste, and value of the food is abysmal when compared to the price, quantity, and Need for food. You know it's bad when, you get off the plane and 3 days later you have Sugar withdrawal, that leaves you totally irrational for hours, then incapacitated for the rest of the day.
Apartment hunting would be fun, if people called me back. The reason for wanting an apartment together is Mine and Ken's. The need is ours. The reason is sad. I am banned from staying with Ken, I can't shower, I can't sleep there, I can't eat there. The six figures his Mother makes a year, can't support the occasional house guest.
I was doing great, brought my own food, only used the toilet when I needed to( I actually went out back in the woods to pee every time,) and commuted during the day. Then Ken had a role in an opera, and they wouldn't let him use a vehicle to drive to Philly to go to rehearsal, so I drove 40 minutes to pick up Ken, an hour to Philly, and waited all day for him to finish rehearsal, then drove back to Ken's house at 10:30 pm. Without being able to stay at his house I would drive from 10:30 pm to 11:30 to 12:10am to get to bed, JET LAG INCLUDED! Ken said he wouldn't let me drive home so tired and made me sleep at his place for the week that he had to do this. I showered twice that week, and changed clothes once. I spent 6 days there, going home to shower and whatever in the middle of the week early in the morning then going to the city.
After the show, it stopped. Then a few days later his Step father, yells at us. "I know you are looking for an apartment, but you need to find one." I have to drive home no matter what time it is, and I am not allowed to stay at the house. The house ISN'T HIS! It's Ken's Grandmother's home that I stay in, and she went over to the other house and SCREAMED at that man for saying such things to me.