rocktober's on its way
Ooh la la, so I got the apartment that I really wanted. Yay, some good luck!
I'm so jazzed about this place, it's so sweet. It's in a 6-story apartment building, controlled-entry, SUPER gorgeous lobby with cameras, elevator, laundry on every floor, huge parking lot with brand new bike racks right in front of the entrance... as for the apartment itself, it's only a one bedroom to my demise, but ah screw it. The bedroom is really big, and the living room is HUGE with a great big long window on the main wall (I'm going to buy a bunch of little potted plants to place along the sill), the bathroom is a good size with a bathtub and a window (I HATE bathrooms that don't have windows!!!), the whole place has brand new beautiful parquet flooring, there is a big eat-in kitchen with another nice big window right by where the dining table is supposed to go, the counters are this pretty tan and black marble-looking stuff, newer fridge, they're putting in a new stove before I move in, lots of cupboard space... the only thing I don't like is the ugly kitchen floor. It's blue and orange checkered linoleum. Haha! Ugly to the max, but maybe I'll be able to paint it or something. There also are only three closets... coat closet, linen closet and regular-sized bedroom closet; I wish there was a little more closet space because I have a lot of stuff I like to stow away, but oh well. I totally can NOT complain. I love love LOVE this place.
I'm so fucking relieved that I am actually getting a NICE apartment in a GREAT building, as opposed to that crummy hellhole I was living in before. It's such a big step up for me. Dave was excited about it too... he likes that a) the building is two seconds down the street from his place, b) there's controlled entry, and c) there's a peephole. Haha. He's a worrier. :)
I move in November 1st so that gives me a month to get some of the stuff that I need. When I left my other place, I left the shitty couch I had, and my big old vanity dresser because it weighed like ten thousand pounds and I didn't really want it anymore anyway.
My mom is getting me a couch, so I'm going to get this simple black one from Ikea that I've always wanted. And then I'm going to buy myself a good dresser set (possibly with a wardrobe, you know, with the cupboards and shelves... like a closet on legs!). I also need to get an extra little counter thing for my kitchen, like a cart-type thing... and my mom's boyfriend is giving me this really nice dining set that he's got. It's black with a glass table-top and the chairs are these big solid full-backed chairs covered in black fabric.
Anyway, I'll stop blabbing on about this stuff for now. I'm just really, really that I'm not going to be living in a stupid dump apartment with a stupid dickhead landlord anymore.
My friends... Rocktober is upon us. This Rocktober is shaping up to look like a good one so far.
Oct 5: White Cowbell Oklaholma and Saigon Hookers
Oct 13: Midwives, Sledgehammer, and Bad Form
Oct 14: Coliseum, Panthers, High on Fire and Mono
Oct 15: Queens of the Stone Age
Oct 27: Midwives, Partytank, Sledgehammer Halloween show/rockstravaganza
Aww yee.
Also at the end of ROCKtober is my and Dave's one year anniversary. Fitting, really. I can't believe it's already been a year (and I can't believe it's not butter!), that's insane. It totally doesn't feel like it. It's been a pretty crazy year... some of the things we've experienced together were just absolutely awful, and a lot of it was as amazing as anything I've ever felt. But all of it was worth it, and I'm still as crazy about him as the day I met him... and each of the three times I "first met him" haha. Our love has definitely grown into something more mature and stable, but he still gives me butterflies when he crawls into bed with me and puts his arms around me. Warning: Extreme sap alert... it never fails, anytime I look into his eyes I'm just like "yep, he's the One; this is where I'm supposed to be."
On Sunday Dave and I went for a long walk around downtown. We stopped in at this antique store and almost bought a mounted deer head but it was $400. Maybe we'll end up splitting on it or something, and it can take turns spending time at our apartments.
There was a lot of neat stuff in there... including huge old pieces of luggage from the 19th century that would have made really cool coffee tables/end tables. There were also a lot of interesting religious portraits that I think we're going to go back sometime and scoop up.
Then we went and watched the ducks in the Thames river for a bit, and saw this gorgeous house for sale that I was trying to convince Dave to buy haha.
Dave needed to take some pictures for the inside of the cd so I taught him how to use my camera and we went on a photo excursion. It was cute watching him take pictures hehe. He actually did a really good job, too! That guy always surprises me... he's really artistic and he has an awesome eye for composition. I wish he would paint more, he's got some really cool pieces kicking around. I told him that he has to paint me something for my new place. But yeah, when I checked out his shots on my computer after we got home I was really impressed. I also discovered that he had snuck a few shots of me sitting on the grass when I wasn't paying attention... sneaky bastard!
We were talking the other day, and he's always trying to convince me to get back into doing my photography more regularily, and he wants me to make money off it again, so he's been bugging me to try doing a few weddings. That got us to talking about how he could come with me and be my "assistant" and just shoot candids for me and stuff, and do anything I needed him to do. I was like "you'd really want to do that? You'd have to dress nice, too..." and he's totally all for it! Hahaha. So I'm thinking that next spring I'm going to start shooting some weddings here and there. I'm not going to make it a constant thing, probably just like one or two weddings a month or something like that. Aw! Fun times... I love that he's interested in my photography and is so convinced that I should get back into it full-time. It's very motivating, and it just feels good, you know? And I love the idea of him coming along as my assistant. I think he'll do a good job. :)
People's stupidity is really getting on my nerves today, by the way. More than usual.
I'm so jazzed about this place, it's so sweet. It's in a 6-story apartment building, controlled-entry, SUPER gorgeous lobby with cameras, elevator, laundry on every floor, huge parking lot with brand new bike racks right in front of the entrance... as for the apartment itself, it's only a one bedroom to my demise, but ah screw it. The bedroom is really big, and the living room is HUGE with a great big long window on the main wall (I'm going to buy a bunch of little potted plants to place along the sill), the bathroom is a good size with a bathtub and a window (I HATE bathrooms that don't have windows!!!), the whole place has brand new beautiful parquet flooring, there is a big eat-in kitchen with another nice big window right by where the dining table is supposed to go, the counters are this pretty tan and black marble-looking stuff, newer fridge, they're putting in a new stove before I move in, lots of cupboard space... the only thing I don't like is the ugly kitchen floor. It's blue and orange checkered linoleum. Haha! Ugly to the max, but maybe I'll be able to paint it or something. There also are only three closets... coat closet, linen closet and regular-sized bedroom closet; I wish there was a little more closet space because I have a lot of stuff I like to stow away, but oh well. I totally can NOT complain. I love love LOVE this place.
I'm so fucking relieved that I am actually getting a NICE apartment in a GREAT building, as opposed to that crummy hellhole I was living in before. It's such a big step up for me. Dave was excited about it too... he likes that a) the building is two seconds down the street from his place, b) there's controlled entry, and c) there's a peephole. Haha. He's a worrier. :)
I move in November 1st so that gives me a month to get some of the stuff that I need. When I left my other place, I left the shitty couch I had, and my big old vanity dresser because it weighed like ten thousand pounds and I didn't really want it anymore anyway.
My mom is getting me a couch, so I'm going to get this simple black one from Ikea that I've always wanted. And then I'm going to buy myself a good dresser set (possibly with a wardrobe, you know, with the cupboards and shelves... like a closet on legs!). I also need to get an extra little counter thing for my kitchen, like a cart-type thing... and my mom's boyfriend is giving me this really nice dining set that he's got. It's black with a glass table-top and the chairs are these big solid full-backed chairs covered in black fabric.
Anyway, I'll stop blabbing on about this stuff for now. I'm just really, really that I'm not going to be living in a stupid dump apartment with a stupid dickhead landlord anymore.
My friends... Rocktober is upon us. This Rocktober is shaping up to look like a good one so far.
Oct 5: White Cowbell Oklaholma and Saigon Hookers
Oct 13: Midwives, Sledgehammer, and Bad Form
Oct 14: Coliseum, Panthers, High on Fire and Mono
Oct 15: Queens of the Stone Age
Oct 27: Midwives, Partytank, Sledgehammer Halloween show/rockstravaganza
Aww yee.
Also at the end of ROCKtober is my and Dave's one year anniversary. Fitting, really. I can't believe it's already been a year (and I can't believe it's not butter!), that's insane. It totally doesn't feel like it. It's been a pretty crazy year... some of the things we've experienced together were just absolutely awful, and a lot of it was as amazing as anything I've ever felt. But all of it was worth it, and I'm still as crazy about him as the day I met him... and each of the three times I "first met him" haha. Our love has definitely grown into something more mature and stable, but he still gives me butterflies when he crawls into bed with me and puts his arms around me. Warning: Extreme sap alert... it never fails, anytime I look into his eyes I'm just like "yep, he's the One; this is where I'm supposed to be."
On Sunday Dave and I went for a long walk around downtown. We stopped in at this antique store and almost bought a mounted deer head but it was $400. Maybe we'll end up splitting on it or something, and it can take turns spending time at our apartments.
There was a lot of neat stuff in there... including huge old pieces of luggage from the 19th century that would have made really cool coffee tables/end tables. There were also a lot of interesting religious portraits that I think we're going to go back sometime and scoop up.
Then we went and watched the ducks in the Thames river for a bit, and saw this gorgeous house for sale that I was trying to convince Dave to buy haha.
Dave needed to take some pictures for the inside of the cd so I taught him how to use my camera and we went on a photo excursion. It was cute watching him take pictures hehe. He actually did a really good job, too! That guy always surprises me... he's really artistic and he has an awesome eye for composition. I wish he would paint more, he's got some really cool pieces kicking around. I told him that he has to paint me something for my new place. But yeah, when I checked out his shots on my computer after we got home I was really impressed. I also discovered that he had snuck a few shots of me sitting on the grass when I wasn't paying attention... sneaky bastard!
We were talking the other day, and he's always trying to convince me to get back into doing my photography more regularily, and he wants me to make money off it again, so he's been bugging me to try doing a few weddings. That got us to talking about how he could come with me and be my "assistant" and just shoot candids for me and stuff, and do anything I needed him to do. I was like "you'd really want to do that? You'd have to dress nice, too..." and he's totally all for it! Hahaha. So I'm thinking that next spring I'm going to start shooting some weddings here and there. I'm not going to make it a constant thing, probably just like one or two weddings a month or something like that. Aw! Fun times... I love that he's interested in my photography and is so convinced that I should get back into it full-time. It's very motivating, and it just feels good, you know? And I love the idea of him coming along as my assistant. I think he'll do a good job. :)
People's stupidity is really getting on my nerves today, by the way. More than usual.