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Jul. 17th, 2007 11:38 pmJeremy and I have moved into our new place on campus.
And we have it all.
A handicap rail in our bathroom.
A doorbell.
Real closets. (3 of them)
Cell phone reception.
A second chair. (Fuckin' HALLELUJAH.)
No overhead lighting?
A mysterious granite tile glued onto the middle of our kitchen counter?
A pantry....with no shelves?
A giant spider?? SWEET JESUS whose idea was it to store all our earthly possessions (and our BED) on the floor?!
Ooooooooh.
That's right. We don't have any tables.... or any hangers... or a bed frame.
Crap. >_<;;
But we do have FOOD now. Also free cable. And, just today, internet. Soon I will have a CA license. [Edit: CA license in the mail] Work on my red Gary "Nirvana" Fischer continues.
In the meantime, I amuse myself by attempting to locate routine objects like scotch tape and nail clippers. And my re-broken ipod... which is in Jeremy's desk stuff...someplace. (Provided of course that the giant spider didn't carry it off before we neutralized him. Which I wouldn't put past him---the one time I forgot to scout the bathroom the little bastard tried to assault me while I was peeing. And let me tell you, it is a challenge to hold your feet in air and pee at the same time. His masterplan was probably to try and make fall in the toilet or pee on myself to begin with. But he failed! I expect Spider Secret Intelligence Service will send another operative to finish what he began. Only this time with cooler spy gadgets.)
Nina's on the cusp of the "safe labor" zone, meaning if she goes into labor here in the next few days, the doctors won't stop the contractions. (She's been dilated 1cm for the past two weeks, so they'd been keeping a close eye on her.) Speaking of deliveries, I can't wait for my spice rack and my mixer to arrive. [Edit: Spice rack and I are reunited, touching reunion with mixer scheduled for Thursday]
Still jobless. But at least now I can set up the house and watch TNG on Spike during the doldrums.
And we have it all.
A handicap rail in our bathroom.
A doorbell.
Real closets. (3 of them)
Cell phone reception.
A second chair. (Fuckin' HALLELUJAH.)
No overhead lighting?
A mysterious granite tile glued onto the middle of our kitchen counter?
A pantry....with no shelves?
A giant spider?? SWEET JESUS whose idea was it to store all our earthly possessions (and our BED) on the floor?!
Ooooooooh.
That's right. We don't have any tables.... or any hangers... or a bed frame.
Crap. >_<;;
But we do have FOOD now. Also free cable. And, just today, internet. Soon I will have a CA license. [Edit: CA license in the mail] Work on my red Gary "Nirvana" Fischer continues.
In the meantime, I amuse myself by attempting to locate routine objects like scotch tape and nail clippers. And my re-broken ipod... which is in Jeremy's desk stuff...someplace. (Provided of course that the giant spider didn't carry it off before we neutralized him. Which I wouldn't put past him---the one time I forgot to scout the bathroom the little bastard tried to assault me while I was peeing. And let me tell you, it is a challenge to hold your feet in air and pee at the same time. His masterplan was probably to try and make fall in the toilet or pee on myself to begin with. But he failed! I expect Spider Secret Intelligence Service will send another operative to finish what he began. Only this time with cooler spy gadgets.)
Nina's on the cusp of the "safe labor" zone, meaning if she goes into labor here in the next few days, the doctors won't stop the contractions. (She's been dilated 1cm for the past two weeks, so they'd been keeping a close eye on her.) Speaking of deliveries, I can't wait for my spice rack and my mixer to arrive. [Edit: Spice rack and I are reunited, touching reunion with mixer scheduled for Thursday]
Still jobless. But at least now I can set up the house and watch TNG on Spike during the doldrums.
