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So I moved on the first. Back down to the stockade for me. And contrary to what everyone is seeming to beleive, it is not my fault Justin got kicked out. You see, that is what happens when you are loud and rude to your landlord. Thank you very much. The move was smooth and quick. Minus the aluminum shelving that fley out of JJ's truck and hit a mini van. There is alot of work to be done in this apartment, and it will be awhile till it really feels like home. At least my bedroom is somewhat in order, so I have a place to relax.
We've started on the living room, taking down tacky pannaling and sanding down glue. Soon we will prime and paint. Whoever had the bright ide of painting a living room ceiling dark blue...well let's just say, that's "silly." JJ has been doing alot of work on the basement. Busted up an old fernice, took apart a desk. Soon he really will be the creepy man in my basement. Next we will hopefully be attacking the bath room. It needs ALOT of work. There is panneling in there as well, which needs to come down, then we need to re build the shower wall, I want a new tub, but at the moment that is not priority, unfortunatly. Everything need to be cleaned and panted. I'm sorry Justin, but how in fucking hell could you stand to live the way you did. I have never seen so much dirt in my life. *sigh* I will never understand.
Moving on, the poerty reading on saturday was awesome. I feel as though I did a really really good job. And apperantly I'm not the only one who thought so. I got an awesome response. And I made 55 dollars!! I think I should do poetry readings more often. *nods* People kept asking about the book...which is coming, I promise. So just calm your pants. =) That day was insanly wierd. Richard was very nice to me. Which I do not understand. He has been incredibly nasty to me over the last few months. Brittney was as well. I do not like it when people that are normally snotty to me act all nice. It makes me paranoid. All in all though, it was a great day. Thank you to all of you who came out to cheer me on!
Chris and I are good. Going on 7 months on the 18th. my oh my.
Bonnarroo is next week. HOORAH for vacation. I am so excited. I mean road trips, good company, camping, and 3 or 4 days of amazing music. What more can you ask for?
Anyways, I am doing well. I hope you are too!
peace and love,
Beckie.
We've started on the living room, taking down tacky pannaling and sanding down glue. Soon we will prime and paint. Whoever had the bright ide of painting a living room ceiling dark blue...well let's just say, that's "silly." JJ has been doing alot of work on the basement. Busted up an old fernice, took apart a desk. Soon he really will be the creepy man in my basement. Next we will hopefully be attacking the bath room. It needs ALOT of work. There is panneling in there as well, which needs to come down, then we need to re build the shower wall, I want a new tub, but at the moment that is not priority, unfortunatly. Everything need to be cleaned and panted. I'm sorry Justin, but how in fucking hell could you stand to live the way you did. I have never seen so much dirt in my life. *sigh* I will never understand.
Moving on, the poerty reading on saturday was awesome. I feel as though I did a really really good job. And apperantly I'm not the only one who thought so. I got an awesome response. And I made 55 dollars!! I think I should do poetry readings more often. *nods* People kept asking about the book...which is coming, I promise. So just calm your pants. =) That day was insanly wierd. Richard was very nice to me. Which I do not understand. He has been incredibly nasty to me over the last few months. Brittney was as well. I do not like it when people that are normally snotty to me act all nice. It makes me paranoid. All in all though, it was a great day. Thank you to all of you who came out to cheer me on!
Chris and I are good. Going on 7 months on the 18th. my oh my.
Bonnarroo is next week. HOORAH for vacation. I am so excited. I mean road trips, good company, camping, and 3 or 4 days of amazing music. What more can you ask for?
Anyways, I am doing well. I hope you are too!
peace and love,
Beckie.