The search is over.
I found a freakin' house!
Its pretty awesome. 3 bedrooms, bi level, hardwood floors, a deck, a washer and dryer, a HUGE living room and the best part...it's in Little Italy. On Markam street, right off College.
Im excited and relieved. I was so sick of looking at shitholes. Im also stressing out, because I have to move in 9 days or something ridiculous like that. I don't know how Im going to do it. Im going to try to hire movers because I cant lift shit, and my dad is pretty useless now. And Im not too sure how Im going to pay for everything. I dont even have a bed, the one Ive been using for 4 years is Chris's.
Im also moving 2 weeks before Matt, so Im going to be all alone. It better not be haunted.
Youre all invited to the house warming party.
I had a pretty eventful day yesterday. Found a place to live, saw Napoleon Dynamite (its pretty hilarious), had ice cream for dinner at Greg's ice cream. Sooo gooood, I recommend the Toasted Marshmallow kind. I also felt like my insides were being torn apart all day from all the Red Bull and vodka I drank the night before. That shit is like poison. Sweet sweet poison. And I learned how to take the subway all by myself. Who's a big girl?
Today I saw my daddy for fathers day. I bought him two giant bottles of rum, one pineapple flavored, the other mango. My mom made her famous pizza, I ate too much of it and got a little drunk. She bought my father a portable DVD player which is ridiuclous considering how little he moves when he's home. There is a permanent body groove on the couch in the shape of my father. He is surrounded by home entertainment. He has 8 remote controls for various things. So the most logical gift is a something portable? I visited my brother at the pet store he's working at. He's the luckiest guy I know, playing with kittens all day.
The Godfather is on. Awesome.
Its pretty awesome. 3 bedrooms, bi level, hardwood floors, a deck, a washer and dryer, a HUGE living room and the best part...it's in Little Italy. On Markam street, right off College.
Im excited and relieved. I was so sick of looking at shitholes. Im also stressing out, because I have to move in 9 days or something ridiculous like that. I don't know how Im going to do it. Im going to try to hire movers because I cant lift shit, and my dad is pretty useless now. And Im not too sure how Im going to pay for everything. I dont even have a bed, the one Ive been using for 4 years is Chris's.
Im also moving 2 weeks before Matt, so Im going to be all alone. It better not be haunted.
Youre all invited to the house warming party.
I had a pretty eventful day yesterday. Found a place to live, saw Napoleon Dynamite (its pretty hilarious), had ice cream for dinner at Greg's ice cream. Sooo gooood, I recommend the Toasted Marshmallow kind. I also felt like my insides were being torn apart all day from all the Red Bull and vodka I drank the night before. That shit is like poison. Sweet sweet poison. And I learned how to take the subway all by myself. Who's a big girl?
Today I saw my daddy for fathers day. I bought him two giant bottles of rum, one pineapple flavored, the other mango. My mom made her famous pizza, I ate too much of it and got a little drunk. She bought my father a portable DVD player which is ridiuclous considering how little he moves when he's home. There is a permanent body groove on the couch in the shape of my father. He is surrounded by home entertainment. He has 8 remote controls for various things. So the most logical gift is a something portable? I visited my brother at the pet store he's working at. He's the luckiest guy I know, playing with kittens all day.
The Godfather is on. Awesome.