i screwed all night long & other randomness
moving. what an adventure. tiresome. exciting. expensive. fun. its kind of like being at disney world. or maybe a bar.
i think our kitchen is almost done. i love our little 50's/60's kitchen. last night i screwed & screwed & screwed. the last time i just couldn't get it in. i was really working up a sweat too. kimmy was watching me. she suggested i try a shorter one with the same girth. it worked. so i finally got the damn hand towel rack mounted.
we've spent about 10 hours in big lots, target, thrift & the 99cent stores over the past two days. where did all the time go? where is my money? where did all this stuff come from? why are my feet killing me? and why didn't we pack for emergencies? like a first aid kit? a canteen? more caffeine?
my room is a catastrophe. must get rid of clothes & shoes. must utilize drawer space to its maximum capacity. must get a second hanging bar in my closet. must assemble bed.
bathroom is small, but fun. yesterday we found some kiss duck dolls for the tub. like every original member of kiss in full regala/make up with little orange beaks. frivolous? perhaps. tacky? most definitely. they were a must have.
living room will be pink & black & colorful. cute but butchy. its a work in progress. if only the freaking mesh screen would stay in one piece.
we're going to have a garden! having a yard is going to rock.
we re-named yin & yang. they are now pinky & the brain. pinky is the boy. he's got great big pink balls for his little white body. the brain is the girl. she's smarter than the boy. she runs on the wheel. i mean, like she has somewhere she has GOT to be in a hurry like. she loves that damn thing. pinky tries to ride on the outside while she's running. or vice versa. i don't recall. but there's a reason why the brain is smarter.
biscuit seems to be adjusting. we let her hop around some the other day. it was all fun & games until we tried to put her away. bunnies are funny on hardwood floors. ...i wanna get a dwarf one & name it gravy. ...we need a bigger cage.
if you are able to read this, you are probably invited to our housewarming. if you get an invitation, you are definitely invited. i'm going to foot a keg. and cheese & cracker crap. maybe some mixers. then its "bring a bottle" entry. maybe. dunno yet. details still need to be ironed out.
work sucks. i should be home moving in right now. i love my new home. i love my driveway. i love the cricket outside of my window. (his name is cricket.) i love our crazy little streets with crazy little characters. i love kimmy. i love our front porch. and our back one. i love not being in an apartment.
chuck called me a couple of nights ago. just hearing his voice was such a treat. he asked me if i still liked boys or if i was finally into girls. and then promised to send me some cds & stuff. he & jason are in omaha right now for some medical schooling, but they head back to p'cola next week. after almost a year of not having spoken, we vowed to be better pen pals. i miss him & j so much. they give me hope that there really is someone out there that can complete you. and that you really can work thru almost anything with the right partner. ...i wish they would adopt me and i could be their red headed step child.
why can't shooterz take plastic? i feel like some 80's tonight dammit!
tomorrow i think we're meeting with teresita & inger at 4th & b for dirty sweet & scarlet symphony. saturday my new shared-star-signed friend has extended a tempting invitation to the flame. sunday i will probably spend reconstructing my bedroom & creating a budget to get outta hellacious debt.
can someone loan me a couple hundred bucks? awww hell. while i'm asking... can you just GIVE it to me?
i think our kitchen is almost done. i love our little 50's/60's kitchen. last night i screwed & screwed & screwed. the last time i just couldn't get it in. i was really working up a sweat too. kimmy was watching me. she suggested i try a shorter one with the same girth. it worked. so i finally got the damn hand towel rack mounted.
we've spent about 10 hours in big lots, target, thrift & the 99cent stores over the past two days. where did all the time go? where is my money? where did all this stuff come from? why are my feet killing me? and why didn't we pack for emergencies? like a first aid kit? a canteen? more caffeine?
my room is a catastrophe. must get rid of clothes & shoes. must utilize drawer space to its maximum capacity. must get a second hanging bar in my closet. must assemble bed.
bathroom is small, but fun. yesterday we found some kiss duck dolls for the tub. like every original member of kiss in full regala/make up with little orange beaks. frivolous? perhaps. tacky? most definitely. they were a must have.
living room will be pink & black & colorful. cute but butchy. its a work in progress. if only the freaking mesh screen would stay in one piece.
we're going to have a garden! having a yard is going to rock.
we re-named yin & yang. they are now pinky & the brain. pinky is the boy. he's got great big pink balls for his little white body. the brain is the girl. she's smarter than the boy. she runs on the wheel. i mean, like she has somewhere she has GOT to be in a hurry like. she loves that damn thing. pinky tries to ride on the outside while she's running. or vice versa. i don't recall. but there's a reason why the brain is smarter.
biscuit seems to be adjusting. we let her hop around some the other day. it was all fun & games until we tried to put her away. bunnies are funny on hardwood floors. ...i wanna get a dwarf one & name it gravy. ...we need a bigger cage.
if you are able to read this, you are probably invited to our housewarming. if you get an invitation, you are definitely invited. i'm going to foot a keg. and cheese & cracker crap. maybe some mixers. then its "bring a bottle" entry. maybe. dunno yet. details still need to be ironed out.
work sucks. i should be home moving in right now. i love my new home. i love my driveway. i love the cricket outside of my window. (his name is cricket.) i love our crazy little streets with crazy little characters. i love kimmy. i love our front porch. and our back one. i love not being in an apartment.
chuck called me a couple of nights ago. just hearing his voice was such a treat. he asked me if i still liked boys or if i was finally into girls. and then promised to send me some cds & stuff. he & jason are in omaha right now for some medical schooling, but they head back to p'cola next week. after almost a year of not having spoken, we vowed to be better pen pals. i miss him & j so much. they give me hope that there really is someone out there that can complete you. and that you really can work thru almost anything with the right partner. ...i wish they would adopt me and i could be their red headed step child.
why can't shooterz take plastic? i feel like some 80's tonight dammit!
tomorrow i think we're meeting with teresita & inger at 4th & b for dirty sweet & scarlet symphony. saturday my new shared-star-signed friend has extended a tempting invitation to the flame. sunday i will probably spend reconstructing my bedroom & creating a budget to get outta hellacious debt.
can someone loan me a couple hundred bucks? awww hell. while i'm asking... can you just GIVE it to me?