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I just bathed Angel, bleach-vinegar-and-water cleaned my bath/shower, and even showered myself! Now the entire apartment smells clean like the showers at a public pool, all disinfected and bleachy. It almost makes me want to go for a swim! Unfortunately, I don't tend to swim in public pools, opting for the lake instead... and it's far too cold to swim there just yet. So instead, I'll make some pasta and settle in for the night.
I also paid off my bills today, so that feels good. I haven't had this low a bank account since I moved out though. Everything comes out of my account between Jan 20 and 25th it seems, so I'm really feeling it right now. Hopefully things will pick up at work and I'll get some more hours. 'Till then, I'm really going to have to curb my spending even more than usual for a little while until my buffer builds back up. Dang, just when I was hoping to start an RRSP or something along those long-term financial lines. Well, these things happen.
I'm really getting sick of the writers strike. I miss House and Bones like no tomorrow. I've dreamt on several occasions of those shows, particularly Bones, over the past few months. I miss Temperence's social awkwardness yet extremely high intelligence levels. She reminds me of myself sometimes.
These past couple days have been crisp but clear, with probably some of the coldest temperatures we've had this season. It's nice, because you can bundle up against the cold... but when the rain, snow, and ice hit, it's hard to get outside. I've been walking the dogs lots especially in the evenings 'cause the stars are out, the moon is full and bright, and it's overall just a lovely thing.
Oh, and my hair is starting to grow back (and I don't mean in the way it was before... it's just a few days of more-or-less even growth). I've got all my bottom lashes, and most of everything else (except for top lashes, but I'm not getting my hopes up since it's been 10 years since I've had any to speak of). On the negative side, my thumbnails are terrible-looking... very short and broken. I was thinking about getting fake nails to help them grow out, but alas, I have to stop spending money on frivalous things like that.
Angel stands beside and stares into the cage with the baby guinea pigs for half an hour at a time. When I have them on my lap, she whines and licks them. I think she's more obsessed than I am!
I also paid off my bills today, so that feels good. I haven't had this low a bank account since I moved out though. Everything comes out of my account between Jan 20 and 25th it seems, so I'm really feeling it right now. Hopefully things will pick up at work and I'll get some more hours. 'Till then, I'm really going to have to curb my spending even more than usual for a little while until my buffer builds back up. Dang, just when I was hoping to start an RRSP or something along those long-term financial lines. Well, these things happen.
I'm really getting sick of the writers strike. I miss House and Bones like no tomorrow. I've dreamt on several occasions of those shows, particularly Bones, over the past few months. I miss Temperence's social awkwardness yet extremely high intelligence levels. She reminds me of myself sometimes.
These past couple days have been crisp but clear, with probably some of the coldest temperatures we've had this season. It's nice, because you can bundle up against the cold... but when the rain, snow, and ice hit, it's hard to get outside. I've been walking the dogs lots especially in the evenings 'cause the stars are out, the moon is full and bright, and it's overall just a lovely thing.
Oh, and my hair is starting to grow back (and I don't mean in the way it was before... it's just a few days of more-or-less even growth). I've got all my bottom lashes, and most of everything else (except for top lashes, but I'm not getting my hopes up since it's been 10 years since I've had any to speak of). On the negative side, my thumbnails are terrible-looking... very short and broken. I was thinking about getting fake nails to help them grow out, but alas, I have to stop spending money on frivalous things like that.
Angel stands beside and stares into the cage with the baby guinea pigs for half an hour at a time. When I have them on my lap, she whines and licks them. I think she's more obsessed than I am!