I finally found my old clunky Nokia phone. It was inside a shoe that is sitting in the over the door shoe rack attached to my walk-in closet door. How the hell I put the shoes in the little pocket without noticing my phone was inside one of them, I have no idea.

My roommate in the kitchen: "Do not watch me hide the bacon ( Read more... )

Ok, so I've been back from Texas since January 23rd, but I haven't posted anything other than a Happy Birthday to Trystbat. I have been lurking so I do know what you all have been up to. There's a lot to report so I'll start with my visit with Mom and Dad ( Read more... )

I didn't make any plans for Christmas. Well, I could go to my cousins' place or attend the Staxmass party in the evening, but I haven't put anything in stone ( Read more... )

We are not going to be evicted out of the apartment. *whew ( Read more... )

Our kitchen window resembles a scene out of The Amityville Horror.

I fully expect a voice to say "Get out of here!" any moment now.

Today I am attempting to do something that I dread doing: going through my boxes of stuff and purging as much as possible. I really, really hate doing this. All I end up doing is reflecting on what's in those boxes and then spending hours daydreaming of alternative endings to whatever memories I've unearthed in a particular box ( Read more... )