2944.92: Disaster Button
The last time I dyed anything besides my hair was back in college, and it was a PAIN each time I did it. I got to relive that by deciding that the pants I didn't look closely enough at when they were in the store were too navy blue and not enough black, subsequently spending the better part of two hours and thirty gallons of water getting them that slightest of shades darker, then bleaching the sink to get the stain off. I keep telling myself this won't happen the next time I go clothes shopping, but then I get home with black pants that are not black >_< but it seems such a waste to toss/donate them when they actually fit... 9_9
Char just got a call from Mum, also, about her goddaughter who's in a bit of a pickle with nowhere to live and who has asked to move into the house--yes, the one that we're supposed to also move into come April-May-whenever-it-was-the-lease-here-is-up. It's a bit aggravating, because C was already not particularly excited about moving there since Dan has this off-and-on habit of coming home drunk and... leaving a mess, but it turns out Flatmate also has two cats and a DOOG...
This'll be fun =( The funny? part is I had been planning to get a kitteh [or bunneh, if that was too drastic an adjustment] once we moved into the house, but now I really don't know. Perhaps I can keep jurburjurburs in the room Mum is going to reserve as her commuting room [which still gets me as to why they've gotten a custom house way out in Waynesboro if they're still going to be commuting HERE], this way all of the Chars gaming stuffs can be in our bedroom and out of pets' way.
But that's May-ish. It's still enough time that Flatmate could potentially find other arrangements, so I'm wary but on the side of it could work out, vs. Coming of Nag II. I suppose all my feelings of foreboding weren't nothing after all, tho -_-;
Char just got a call from Mum, also, about her goddaughter who's in a bit of a pickle with nowhere to live and who has asked to move into the house--yes, the one that we're supposed to also move into come April-May-whenever-it-was-the-lease-here-is-up. It's a bit aggravating, because C was already not particularly excited about moving there since Dan has this off-and-on habit of coming home drunk and... leaving a mess, but it turns out Flatmate also has two cats and a DOOG...
This'll be fun =( The funny? part is I had been planning to get a kitteh [or bunneh, if that was too drastic an adjustment] once we moved into the house, but now I really don't know. Perhaps I can keep jurburjurburs in the room Mum is going to reserve as her commuting room [which still gets me as to why they've gotten a custom house way out in Waynesboro if they're still going to be commuting HERE], this way all of the Chars gaming stuffs can be in our bedroom and out of pets' way.
But that's May-ish. It's still enough time that Flatmate could potentially find other arrangements, so I'm wary but on the side of it could work out, vs. Coming of Nag II. I suppose all my feelings of foreboding weren't nothing after all, tho -_-;