Nothing says "Happy Holidays" like a grove of stumps and some giant, eyeless birds.
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They passed out this card at work today. It’s meant to be sent to people that work with our company.

All I have to say is…what the fuck, honestly. It’s stuff like this that gives me hope…hope that, even if I become the worst graphic designer in the world, I’ll still be employable as one. It looks like a half-finished project that needs a lot more work to be successful. If I turned this in as a finished project in class, I guarantee that even the nicest teacher wouldn’t pass me.

What’s with the grove of tree stumps? What’s with the giant bird, and the smaller birds? What relationship do the birds have to the stumps? Why are there green sparkles in the sky? Why did the artist make the thing so pale?

Give me 1 hour and Illustrator and I’m 100% certain I could come up with something much more attractive and cohesive.

Sometimes I really wonder at the things my company is willing to spend money on. I believe this is actually worse than the Magic 8 balls they handed out that had inspirational crap on the little triangle thing inside rather than the normal answers.

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I have...no comment...

http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/ref=sc_pgc_r_12_2_1191310/602-1026193-5839049?ie=UTF8&frombrowse=1&asin=B00099EBH0

SIMON SAYS TO DO IT, THEREFORE YOU SHOULD. BE A GOOD LITTLE CHILD NOW.

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I heard somewhere that you work out problems while you sleep, but I didn't believe it until I woke up around 4 am today with a great idea on how to fix my project for the computer graphics & design class.

Life comes at you fast.
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I find my time crammed lately.

The sad thing is, it's mostly for one class. Intro to Communication Design...(say it ominously in your head) It's sad because I'd really like to enjoy the class, but I just can't. It's not part of my schedule, it IS my schedule. I want to like the teacher -- I can tell he's an intelligent man and I think he probably has really good ideas -- but it's hard to like him because he's very serious all of the time and he's very much into "tough love". He also has completely unrealistic ideas of how long things "should" take us to do and how much time we have available to do work for his class...ie, he treats his class like it's the only thing we have to do in life, and I'm not exaggerating. Most of the class has stated that they can't spend as much time on other classes because they're too busy doing work for his class, cuz if you fail it you basically have to wait another year before you can turn in a sophomore portfolio (which no sane person wants to do, really). I have a feeling this teacher would make a much more effective 2nd or 3rd year teacher, but as a 1st year teacher, he's enough to turn people off of graphic design completely if they're not wholly invested in it.

I'm also taking a computer graphics and design course, which I like a lot more. The teacher in that class is much more interested in us learning how to do things properly than in due dates. Some people in the class are still working on the first homework assignment, even, and she's okay with that as long as they're understanding how the program works. I really would like to put a lot more effort into her class, but I don't really have a lot of time to spare from the other one.

So my school life has gotten a whole lot busier, but the rest of my life has come to a standstill. I haven't been caring as much about work lately. I've cut my hours down to 30-32 per week, but I'm getting to the point where I'd seriously consider taking out a bigger loan and just quitting work entirely so I could get school out of the way faster. I'm really getting tired of the whole working student routine. I mean, yeah, it wasn't a bad idea, but deep down I'm terribly impatient. :) That, and I'm probably not going to have a job after March 18th...my boss hasn't said whether or not her bosses were okay with the intern idea, but she just got a couple of new temps and she hasn't had the time to come tell me what she's planning, so I have decided to assume they're there to eventually make it so my work can be passed along to someone else when I have to leave. Oddly, I'm not sad about it.

Juwanna what?
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So the creepiest thing ever happened to me yesterday.

My mind wanders all over between waking up and consuming caffeine, and lately I've been waiting until I get to work to have a cup of tea, so I have a good couple of hours of caffeine-free brain haze. Anyway, I was riding the bus into work in this brain fog, and the movie title "Juwanna Mann" popped into my head. I have no idea why I thought of that, since I haven't seen the movie or ever wanted to, but I didn't bother questioning it at the time.

After I got to work, I bumped into my boss and she was showing around two new temps, which was a surprise since she last mentioned hiring new people about 3 weeks ago and hadn't said a word about it since. That's not the important part, though. One of the new temps is named Jawanna.

Creepy, no?

I'm wondering if I subconsciously heard the name and filed it away or something...
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The Haunted Sand
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Man, I had a doozy of a dream today!

There was this cliff in South America that overlooked the ocean, but it was a weird area because under the water was flat black rock rather than the usual sand. It was said to be haunted by a ghost because the small amount of sand near this cliff would sometimes arrange itself into shapes that looked like words.

Anyway, this is where I come in. Apparently I am some sort of journalist in this dream and I go down there to investigate this strange phenomenon with my camera, and while I'm looking at this thing, I realize I can read it. Being the skeptic I am, I set up a night vision video camera to see if some person was doing this, but I caught no beings at all, just the sand being pushed around by the waves. After that I was sold on the idea of it being haunted, so I began scanning the news and trying to see if the words meant anything. By this time I'd been there a few weeks. I noticed that the words started popping up in the news, the name of a country's leader, stuff like that, so I began using the words to predict future happenings and they started to work.

This is where the dream skips a little. One day I went down to look at the haunted rock and it said "polski polskiu" on it. I didn't know what to think about it, but I had a very creepy sense of foreboding that it was about me. I went back to my apartment building, picked up my mail and took the elevator up to my apartment. I paused at the door because I had glanced at the mail and saw that it had all been addressed to other people, but someone had gone through and crossed out the old peoples' names and written my name and address in the space. I was a little bit freaked out by this point, but I still unlocked my door and went in. There were two men inside talking to each other in low voices. It sounded like they were speaking Polish. I was fixing to scream and bolt back out, but they moved with superhuman speed (in my dream) to cover my mouth and drag me further into the apartment. They started to beat me up and knocked me around pretty good, but apparently I was well trained in some sort of fighting and I totally busted a move on them, dialed 911 (apparently 911 worked in South America in my dream... -_-), and then passed out.

It skips a little more here and the scene changes to Omar (I have no idea why he was in my dream lol) coming to see me. He finds the door cracked open, so he comes in and finds two Polish guys (I'd killed one, the other was just unconscious) and me on the floor, at which point he stands there for a while taking in the scene, then begins feeling for pulses. The police bust in while he's doing this and think he's responsible, so he gets cuffed even though he's trying to tell them he just walked in to see me a few minutes ago and found everyone like this. They somehow manage to bring me around and I tell the cops my story, and then it dawns on me that the haunted sand had warned me, and then I woke up.

Freaking novel of a dream, right? Why can't I just dream about going to school naked like normal people?
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Beer = weird ass dreams?

I don't remember the whole story, but at some point I lost an earring that was some sort of pink stone, and I thought this little girl had it, but we looked through all of her earrings and couldn't find it. Then somehow I got a scratch on my leg and didn't notice it, and when I looked down again, my leg was covered in dark green blood. I then decided to clean it up with a sponge and a hose. The little girl found my earring on the street.

Then I woke up.
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Things...and stuff.
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School is starting in a couple of weeks. I honestly can't wait. I didn't realize how bored I'd get during the summer. I thought I'd be all playing WoW and playing with Ely and hanging out with friends and doing art projects... Well, I did start on an art project, but I haven't finished it. I played WoW for a little while, but every time I play I end up missing Shannon and getting a little depressed. My friends...well Bri got a boyfriend and a job, so she's rather unavailable, Nina is off in her own world doing something (no clue), I haven't actually talked to Omar much, but I did see him a couple weeks ago and he looks like he's lost a lot of weight, so I guess he's doing well. I've been going out with work friends a lot lately, just doing happy hour and birthday parties and I went out to a comedy club with Rita one night, but you know, they all have lives, so it's not exactly like we hang out all the time. Most of the time I just go to work and either go home after work or go work out for a bit and then go home, though I've been bad at going to work out lately. I think I'm going into that self-sabotaging mode again. ("Why did you sabotage yourself?" she asked me, "You would have gotten an A if you'd turned all of this in." "I...don't know," I said, wondering just why I'd done it.)

Work is going well enough. They signed me on for another six months, but my boss pulled me aside on Friday and let me know that they had an 18-month limit on temp employees, which would leave me seriously ending in March. She doesn't want to give me up, though, so she's trying to convince them to let me and another guy who started right before me to stay on as Interns since we both go to Portland State University and work there...which would allow us to stay and have the flexible schedules we need while not having a timeframe we have to leave in. She's going to get back to me when she finds out if she's got the go-ahead or not. Sooo I may or may not have a job by next spring. I'm not terribly worried about it, though. I'll make due like I always do.

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I really want this.

Yes, it's actually made of metal.

Yes, I am a nerd.

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Your Political Profile:

Overall: 30% Conservative, 70% Liberal

Social Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Personal Responsibility: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal

Fiscal Issues: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Ethics: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal

Defense and Crime: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal

Weird dream
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Last night I dreamt that I was at my parents' house, and they were having troubles with homeless people bathing in their large backyard pond. They were clearing them out one morning and spied a shopping cart filled with bagged loaves of bread (this is really strange, considering my parents live out in the hills of southern Oregon, about 8 miles from the nearest place with shopping carts). I was perplexed with the cart full of bread, so I asked the last remaining homeless guy if it was his, but he just stared at me like he didn't comprehend what I was saying. He looked like he could possibly be Mexican, so I asked him again in Spanish if it was his, and this time he answered me in English and told me it wasn't his cart.

Then I woke up.
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Handwriting analysis?
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Odd grammar in this personality description. I wonder if an actual graphologist would look at my handwriting and come to these conclusions.

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You are straightforward in your approach and know your mind basically. You can handle any situation with your poise and maturity.

You are an unpredictable and moody. You have a self-conflicting nature.

You are an easygoing kind of person, but that does not mean that you are least concerned. You seek recreation and work on equal scales.

You being permissive, handle money and events of life munificently.

You are cautious, such that you think several times before taking an action or starting a new venture.

You project just a part of yourself to the world, letting them know your ideas and thoughts a limited extend.

You work with the most-favourable pace and hence, do not have to conciliate between the quality and speed.

You are a reserved person who has a conservative and orthodox thinking.

You are not very ambitious and hence, do not keep your goals very high.

You handle criticism with your cool temperament and dignity.

You have reasonable keenness in the task you undertake.

You like to be in the limelight and center of attraction in the crowd.

You are least concerned about gratifying the world and rather look forward to your own contentment through the completion of your task.

You are an active and a forward thinking person.

You are a reserved person and do not like to socialize. You rather like to stay aloof.

You use your agile hands very often and are nimble in doing mechanical work.

You are a dynamic personality who is always full of life and enjoy every bit of it.

You lack vital strength of mind and will to accomplish you work.

You are modest and pensive. You do not believe in seeking attention.

This quiz is here

Rambling about life
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Cut for your pleasureCollapse )

Oh, I also found a cat that looks like he could be Ely's daddy. Check this out. It looks almost exactly like Ely's psychotic "I'm being naughty and I think it's fun!" look, except that cat has less white on him than my cat. The similarity has me convinced that Ely has some Norwegian Forest Cat somewhere back in his line.

The joys of bus travel
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I heard a gem of a conversation on the bus yesterday. It was between three admitted meth-heads that smelled like rotten bungholes.

Smelly Meth-head #1: Blahblahblah name a band Ethiopia. (I didn't listen to the first part, they were talking about random bands I'd never heard of)

SM-H #2: What's an ethiopia?

SM-H #3: It's a country in Africa.

SM-H #1: With starving african kids.

SM-H #2: What's it mean?

SM-H #1: (babble about ethiopia)...I mean, they have like nothing but skin on their bones...

SM-H #2: But what's it mean?

SM-H #1: Huh?

SM-H #2: What does "Ethiopia" mean?

SM-H #1: How should I know? It's in African.

SM-H #3: I don't think Starving Ethiopians would be a good band name.

I haven't updated in a while
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Since everyone seems to ask this first, I'll get it out of the way: The roommates are still fine. They are as awesome now as they were two months ago. The cats are still getting along (for the most part), and my room is slowly coming together. I still have no problem with this place.
...Though I am starting to have a problem with the neighborhood dogs... The way this cul de sac is designed, there's a row of condos with a small apartment complex on the end, then there's another row of condos behind it, where I live. The people on my row are quiet for the most part, but the people on the other row like to leave their stupid dogs outside at night, where they sit on their asses and bark to be let back in. All night. Which sucks ass, cuz my bedroom faces the front of the row (which faces the back of the other row) so I get the full blast of dog voices echoing off my bedroom wall. I guess people have decided that since the weather is nice, the dogs should be outside. Which they should. Just... not in this area. I might have to start calling the cops later on in the summer, cuz there's no way I'm going to be sleeping with my window closed when it's hot outside, and if the stupid mutts are up yapping their stupid heads off at 12:00, 1:00 am, I'm going to be severely pissed.

Anyway, enough ranting.

I passed both of my classes this term. Yay! Not with awesome grades, of course, because I was having a major slacker-attack for half the term. Not depression this time, though, just a desire to be doing other things that didn't involve schoolwork. For that reason, I decided to take the summer off to just work and goof around, so I'll be good and bored enough to focus for Fall term. Hah! Take that, mind! I know you!

I've decided to start working out on campus this summer... I was originally going to join 24 hour fitness, but then I realized that I didn't want to pay $40 per month just for a snazzier place to work out. I'm going to go and rent a locker next week and pray they don't require me to actually be attending the summer session to use the circuit training room... or, if that's the case, maybe I'll just put up a big stink, cuz I've been going to this school for almost 4 years and haven't put my "student fees" (that keep the place open) to use yet. I wonder if they'd buy that.

I've been feeling like my room isn't configured properly lately. I keep having this nagging urge to try it a different way, but it's so much effort to move furniture around, and I'm so damn lazy...I dunno, I'll probably just give in and do it eventually, just so that I know for sure that there's no better way to put it. Here, I'll show you what I'm thinking...
Just in case I already took up all your friend's page space....hahaCollapse )

I dunno, what do you guys think?

Drink up, me 'earties!
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Pirates movie spoilers, don't read if you didn't see it yet and intend toCollapse )

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I am so tired of this term it's not even funny. I can't wait until it's over.

In my 2D design class, the teacher assigned us a final project that has taken up about 1/3 of the total class time. The past month or so that's all we've worked on. Frankly, I can't keep my attention on one project for that long, especially when it's a project I don't even like. It's driving me crazy. She's even set up goals for us that we have to follow, so the entire class is devoted to our project, and the annoying thing is that she won't shut up about meeting the goals. I can understand some nudging, but this is just beyond that, I've started to feel like I'm 12 getting chastised by my teacher because I work at a different pace than the one she's set. I'm wanting to grab her by the shoulders and give her a little shake and let her know that I'm an adult and I'm paying for the class, so I can work at whatever pace I damn well please and if I do poorly because of that, it's my own fault...Gah! She's just one of those teachers that completely forgets that her students may have other classes and lives outside of her class.

The other class (art history) is going alright. I didn't fail the midterm like I thought. There's a paper due for this class that happens to coincide with the one for the other class, so it's a bit of a pain in the ass. I'd rather do the one for this class, though, since I'm really tired of the other one. I had to go to the art museum and look at a couple of paintings this weekend, and it actually turned out to be pretty enjoyable. It was nice to actually see the things in person and get up real close to see the brushstrokes. I felt all good about myself cuz some lady there asked me what a reliquary was and I actually had an answer for her. Yay.

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American Idol blathering
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I'm not sure who I want to win American Idol anymore. I like both of the two remaining, but I honestly don't think either of them have much of a career ahead of them. My prediction for Jordin is that she'll put out a CD and it'll be crappy, then she'll end up singing for Disney movies like Mulan and Pocahontas. My prediction for Blake is that he'll put out a CD, but he'll be a one or two-hit wonder. I dunno, neither of them are really that exciting.

I do think it was rude of them to give him such a craptastic song to sing last night, though. It was obviously made for someone like Jordin, so Blake sounded awful singing it. I still voted for him, though. I guess we'll see who wins it.

I want Jordin's nose.

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It's been forever since I last posted, and a lot has happened...

I did end up breaking it off with Shannon a few weeks ago. It was a lot less messy than I thought it was going to be, but then...he's on the other side of the country, so maybe it was and I just don't know it. I've been a little bored without him and I miss him sometimes, but I still think it was the right thing to do.

The new roommates are just as awesome now as they were when I first met them. The house is constantly in a state of harmony and cleanliness. It makes me very happy. Ely has made good friends with the most timid cat, and they like to wrestle and groom each other and play tag all morning. It's totally adorable.

School is going well enough, I guess. My art class is going a little less well than the one I took last term. All of the projects we have to do have to be printed on cardstock or some other thick paper, and it's rather hard to make my way to print shops to print my work out some weeks. The art history class is going alright. I enjoy it, but the teacher expects critical examination and essays and they have to be done a certain way and blah blah blah...and I know it's college, but damnit, I hate writing essays. Haaaaaaate! I also don't think I did particularly well on the midterm. I hope I'm okay enough to pass the class, at least, cuz I really don't want to have to re-do this one. lol

Hmm...what else...? Oh, I've been losing weight pretty well. I gotta say, it's a lot easier when you're not depressed, stressed out, and eating to make yourself feel better all the time. I'm still working on getting a gym membership, but until I have the money, I'm just going to keep doing what I'm doing since it's working. :D

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Sanjaya got voted off. Thank you, America.

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Just in case yall were wondering, the move went fine. I know I haven't said anything about it, but that's only cuz the internet wasn't working for a while and stealing wireless from the neighbors makes for some super-slow page loading that I just couldn't tolerate. lol

My room still isn't completely set up, but that's mostly from lack of funding. I decided I wasn't going to use the enormous dresser and bookcase after all, so I've been waiting until I have enough money to purchase this cute set from online that would match my desk.

School's going well, too. I'm taking 2-Dimensional design and Art History 205 this term. I didn't realize it before, but that figure drawing class I took in Junior College counted at PSU as Art History, so I don't have to take two art history classes. Yay! I looked at my remaining stuff...and at the rate I'm going, I won't actually have a degree for like 3 or more years. That's okay, though. I want to do it and finish it.

The only bad thing going on lately is that I've been having a little trouble in the love department. The relationship has been deteriorating somewhat as of late, mainly because of the extreme difference in schedules and the fact that I don't really want to have a phone conversation at 10 pm when I have to get up for work/school the next day (he tends to talk for long periods of time, so I end up not getting enough sleep.) Let me tell you, it's hard to have a relationship through short emails half the week, and the other half on the phone when you're mostly asleep. That's not the whole problem, though. Lately he's been hinting a lot about how he wants me to move in with him (and no, I'm not misunderstanding, he's quite blatant about his hinting), and how his sister was asking if we were going to get married (he could have very well not told me about that --twice-- if he didn't want the idea in my head) and then last night he was talking about taking time off work so he could take a vacation or host a visitor *hinthint* (I honestly feel like the man in this relationship at times). I'm starting to see that he's at a very different point in life than I am...basically, he's at the point where he wants to settle down and get domestic, and I am completely not there. All I want to do at this point in my life is work and get my degree, then see what happens from there... not shack up with some guy in Tennessee and do god-knows-what. I do love the guy most of the time, but...not deeply enough to make him my life, if that makes any sense. Sometimes I think I should just break it off with him and get on with my life without the stress of a man bugging me for more commitment...but then there are those other times when I think about how supportive he's been and how he's such a good guy and I don't really want to push him out of my life, but I doubt we could be "just friends" again. I just don't know. I keep going over this shit in my head and I just can't see a way to make it work without doing the impossible...ie transfering his entire life to the Portland area. Meh. I know I need to talk with him about this stuff, but I don't know how to raise the subject without being blunt and probably making him cry. See, it's stuff like this that made me not want to do the long distance thing ever again...and yet, here I am.

Oh, and the other bad thing is that I can't seem to find my kickass Austrian crystal nail file and my nails look awful. Maybe I should haul my ass down to the shopping center and see if I can find a beauty supply shop. -_-

WTF?
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...again, no comment.

When it rains, it pours boxes.
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My move approaches. My room is completely filled with boxes. Empty ones. I need to start filling them. I need to start taking down the stuff on my walls, too. There is so much to be done!

I posted an ad on craigslist for someone to deliver me boxes and I got two responses. The first one bailed out on me, but the second one came through with more boxes than I'd ever wanted. I'm going to have to seperate out the ones I don't want to use just so that I can even begin packing, there are so many.

I got to meet my roommate's new roommate. She seems like a sweet, naive young woman, who I am definitely going to have to warn. rofl I think my roommate deleted me from her friendslist on myspace, but she had redesigned her page and was showing me what it looked like when I noticed her new roomie was on there, in her top 8. I haven't decided whether she wanted me to notice that or not. Possibly. Michelle's really laying it on thick to make a good first impression, this time, and it's really funny to watch. A day or two before the new roommate was scheduled to show up, she invited her clean freak boyfriend over, and he predictably did his thing, so the apartment looked fairly nice, except for my room since I'm in the middle of packing. She also showered (what a shock!) and just "happened" to take down the bills I had posted on the fridge the morning the girl showed up. I guess she doesn't want the new roomie to know what an irresponsible fuckwit she is. I'm going to have to warn the girl on that, at least.

My cat is thoroughly enjoying having a room full of empty boxes.

And so it begins.
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My roommate finally got off her ass and got employed last week. By today, she's already making excuses for not going. She took a combination of drugs on an empty stomach (which she already knows is bad) and barfed at work so they sent her home, now she's sitting on her computer chatting it up with someone, probably waiting for me to leave so she can make out with that annoyingly desperate cowboy she brought home last night.

On a much happier note, my last final in Geology is tonight. I honestly don't think I'm going to pass that class, considering I was sick for 2 weeks and missed a bunch of the lab classes. I'm not sure what the lab contributes to the grade in the main class, but I'm a little worried about it, cuz the syllabus for the lab class said if you missed more than 2 classes, you were going to fail it(unless you could come in on your own time and do the labs, which I can't). I also doubt I did well on the midterm in the main class. Meh. This is what happens when you think you can handle a cold or two and therefore don't bother getting a flu shot when they're available at the beginning of cold season. Next year I'm just going to get the damn thing. -_-;

Oh, and on a much much happier note, I need to get boxes this week so I can start packing! :D

Whee! 11 days left!

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I saw you today.

You were there in your blue jeans and puffy coat, standing with your face to the wall as if the building would shield you from the rain.

You didn't recognize me, but that isn't surprising given our limited meeting years ago when some lovestruck boy dragged me to the other side of town just to see you without warning and you two spoke while I studied your face to figure out what had him so hooked on you.

I didn't say hello to you today.

I didn't know what I would say afterward. I didn't know if you'd even remember me or if I could explain why I knew your name before my bus came to whisk me away.

I do have one thing to say, however.

I like your nose.

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I can't decide whether I'm more excited about moving, or about the prospect of redecorating my room. I've decided to dump all of the ugly mismatched furniture my parents pushed off on me, and get stuff that matches my desk (which is the only piece of furniture in my room that I actually picked out and purchased). I've already got it picked out and everything. I think I'm going to get a matching sheet/comforter set for my bed, too.

It occurred to me today that I hadn't actually spoken on the phone to Shan since last Wednesday or so, and that I didn't really care. I mean, it's not that I don't care, it's just that I wasn't really missing talking to him. Sometimes I wonder if I actually love him anymore. If you have to wonder if you love someone, does that mean you don't? It seems to me that if there's love, I'd know it right away. If someone asked me if I loved him, I should be able to answer "Yes" right away without any doubt, right? I just don't know anymore... He isn't the sort of person where my heart skips a beat if I see him online or see his name on my caller ID or someone mentions his name. I've had that in the past...was that love or just infatuation? Is this love or just easing the boredom of my life? I keep trying to envision the rest of my life, and somehow he just isn't in it most of the time. I don't know what that means.

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Man, what an amusing day I've had.

After this morning's conversation, I went to work. After I'd been sitting there working for a little while, it occurred to me that slutface had said she was moving her new roommate in on the 23rd, which is 10 days before I'm fully out of the apartment.

And then it occurred to me that she wasn't allowed to just move someone in without me agreeing to it while I still live in the apartment. And then I got pissed off. See, this is the problem with being nice to selfish people, they take it for granted, then they start trying to walk all over you cuz they think you'll just be nice and let them.

Anyway, I didn't feel like waiting until I got home to tell her she wasn't going to move some random person in and I couldn't find her email, so I sent her a text message instead and told her to tell her new roomie that she couldn't move in till April 2nd. She of course told me no, and then said she'd talked to the landlady about it. Then she told me she'd appreciate it if I didn't boss her around anymore. Of course that made me roffle, so I told her I'd talked to the landlady too, and that she didn't have the right to move anybody in without my approval, which she didn't have, and I reminded her that I was still on the rental agreement until I was gone. Then she said she was going to go talk to the landlady again and asked me why I didn't want the chick to move in, so I explained to her that 1. I don't want some random person that neither of us has met living in the living room for 10 days, 2. I'm not going to pay my full share of rent if there's going to be someone else living in the apartment, and 3. That the last time I allowed her to move someone in, I regretted it for months. She then tried to do the whole "guilt trip" shit by telling me that Oh, the girl is coming from out of town and that's the only day she's able to have the resources to move, blah blah blah, and I'm like... why is that my concern, again? Then she tried to get me to let the girl keep her stuff here until I moved out, but I pointed out that that was pretty much the same thing as moving in, and that I'd talk to her at home.

She, of course, is not at home. I have no idea where she is, considering she has no job and supposedly no boyfriend. Probably just avoiding me. It's probably a good idea, cuz I was planning on going off on her about it.

Oh, funny drama, how you haunt me.

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Oh, I definitely have something to say about this.

Out in the kitchen, making coffee and getting a bowl of cereal. She's up, of course.

"My new roomie's moving in March 23rd, so you know. She'll be crashing on the couch till you move out."

"Oh really. Where is she going to put all her stuff?"

"In the living room. I don't care, she doesn't care."

"Uh-huh. So does she have a job up here yet?"

"No."

"So uhm... how are you guys going to pay for rent? You don't have a job, she won't have a jo--"

[Sounding pissed off] "I have money for rent, and she just gave me a deposit. We'll be fine."

"Hmm...Still not a wise idea." (Moving a chick up from Ashland-that's at the bottom of Oregon-that she hasn't met, and who does not have a job.) "So when are you going to start paying off the bills you owe me? You're almost up to $500 and I haven't even done bills for this month."

[Sounding even more pissed off] "When I can..."

"When you can? You never can. I'm not going to let your bill drop like I did with him [Dumbshit], so don't be hoping for that."

"Why'd you let his drop?"

"Well, first of all cuz he wasn't supposed to be living here, and second cuz it was only $90. Yours is going to be over $500 and you knew full well when moving in that you had to pay for 1/2 the utilities--"

"That wasn't my question."

"Let me finish. Besides, taking someone to court for $90 just sounds silly. $500+ is a more respectable number."

That shut her up.

Then the phone rang and she went to tell the person she was indeed not pregnant.

Thank God. I'd hate to have another stupid brat in the world raised by an idiot who can't even take care of herself.

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I went back to work today, and it was surprisingly not as scary as I thought it would be after I took a 2-day absence. Apparently they were handing my work off to the lady who was doing it before me and she was doing as much of it as she could after she got her own work done. Today my supervisor fired the new temp she'd hired on Wednesday of last week. I'm not entirely sure why, since I wasn't here to see what he was doing, but Rita swears she said nothing against him. My supervisor doesn't like firing people, though, so she tries to be all discreet about her reasons and all she told me was that she "had a bad feeling" about him. Hmmm... Oh well, not my problem. We did fine without him and we'll continue doing fine without him.

Operation move out is progressing. The other girl finally emailed Delfina back and told her she wanted to move on, so we're all scheming now. I r excited. ^_^

Oh oh oh get this. My roommate tells me she thinks she might be pregnant and doesn't know who the father is, then goes "You know what my New Year's resolution was? To stop whoring around." I roffled at her. Glad I'm getting out of this place before THAT shit hits the fan. Poor child is going to grow up ass-ugly like its parents. Pity. XD

WOOHOO
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I'm movin' ou-uttt la la la la la laaa

April 1st is the date.

I am le excited.

That is all.

Psychoanalyze yourself?
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Fill in your answers and then scroll for the meaning behind it. Don't mess up the fun. Do the answers first.

1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. Who are you walking with?
A cat.

2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What kind of animal is it?
A bird

3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?
I study it and it stares back at me, I say something to it, then it flies away.

4.You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing and before you is your dream house. What is it like?
Small and cozy, but not awkwardly arranged.

5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence?
No. The greenery around the house blends into the forest perfectly.

6. You enter the house. You walk in to the dining room and see...
A small table and a couple of chairs, maybe a vase on the table, maybe a coffee cup I haven't washed yet.

7. You exit the house through the back door. Lying in the grass is a cup. what kind of cup is it?
There wouldn't be a cup in the grass. There might be a stone pedestal in the middle of the grass with a shallow stone bowl on top.

8. What did you do with the cup?
Fill it with birdseed for the birds to eat.

9.You walk to the edge of the property where you find yourself standing at the edge of a body of water. What type of body of water is it?
A big, slow creek with trees hanging over it. It's big enough to swim in and canoe in, but not enough for a motor boat.

10. How will you cross the water?
Walk or wade through it.

THE END

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What the answers mean:

1. The person who you are walking in the woods with is the most important person in your life.

2. The size of the animal is representative of your perception of the size of your problems in your life.

3. The severity of the interaction you have with the animal is representative of how you deal with your problems.

4.The size of your dream home is representative of the size of your ambition to solve your problems.

5.NO fence is indicative of an open personality. People are welcome at all times. The presence of a fence indicates a closed personality. You'd prefer people not drop by unannounced.

6. If your answer did NOT include food, flowers, or people, then you are generally unhappy.

7. The durabililty of the material that the cup is made of is representative of the perceived durability of your relationship with the person you named in #1.

8. Your disposition of the cup is representative of your attitude toward person in #1.

9. The size of the body of water is representative of the size of your sexual desire.

10. How wet you get in crossing the water is indicative of the relative importance of your sex life.


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That was kinda amusing. I'm not so sure #5 is correct, though. I answered how I aesthetically prefer a house to be, not using the fence as an actual barrier...
And a cat isn't generally considered a person, but if I had to walk with someone else, it would be a cat, because people talk too much, and when I'm in the woods, I like silence so I can study things.

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I went to meet with that girl today. She brought her boyfriend with her (the person who owns the condo, but won't be living there). They were awesome, I must say. I don't recall ever sitting in a coffee shop for that long and actually enjoying it before. lol The girl's a really good storyteller and she had a ton of random hilarious stories to tell, and her boyfriend reminded me of...well...kinda like me I guess. And I like me, so it's all good.

I'm going to go see the condo tomorrow at noon. Here's hoping for the best!

Edit: I looked at my roommate's myspace page and just about died laughing. Note the "Jesus Freak" contact box. Oh man, that's hilarious. What a poser.

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Yesterday I went up to Safeway and restocked my cold medicine stash. I got me some eyedrops made for clearing up pink eye, and they're actually working (plus they feel great) so I'm doing a little better now.

4:00 am I got up to use the bathroom, and my roommate is still wide awake sitting at her computer. On a sidenote, I'm pretty sure she doesn't have a job anymore. Anyway, on the way back to my room, she says to me "We need to change the locks." Whatwhatwhaaat? Apparently she broke it off with Dumbshit and he was mad about it or something and still has the key to our apartment (which he claimed he lost). I didn't feel like listening to her drama, so I didn't ask what happened, but she feels like she's in danger of losing her other boyfriend as well. I was like... "Well you should go talk to Jennifer (the landlady) about changing locks tomorrow." She said she was going to be leaving at 6 am to try and "save her future" with BF#1, and could I talk to the landlady for her? I was like "No. I have a contagious cold and pinkeye" I should've told her what I really wanted to say, that she caused her own problems and could damn well fix them on her own, but it was 4 am and I was not entirely coherent due to NyQuil (lol). I don't really care if dumbshit comes over to get his stuff. I don't think he has any serious beef with me anymore, and even if he did, I think I'd like to talk to him without her being there anyway. I've come to realize over the past few months since I kicked him out that, sure, he's noisy and I don't like him, but that's just a personality clash thing, and the real problem in the apartment has been Michelle all along. I'd kinda like to apologize for being such a bitch to him.

I guess we'll see how it goes. I'm not worried for myself or Ely.

On a more happy note, I'm supposed to go meet my possible new roommate and her boyfriend tomorrow for a coffee and a chat. I'll update on that after it happens, though. :)

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This cold is just not going away. Remember how I said I felt great on Saturday and Sunday? Allllll gone. Monday I started getting worse, Tuesday I felt like someone had put a knife in the back of my throat and twisted it.

I tried going to bed early so I'd be alright to go to class in the morning, but slutface and dumbshit went out drinking and came in at 2:45, then immediately started doing their stupid S&M crap out in the living room. I'm not talking leather and whips or anything, just pretending to be a slave and master, slapping her around. God, it's so irritating. I asked them to quiet down and they pretended like they weren't doing anything. Of course they went back to it after I went back to bed. How am I supposed to sleep when he's slapping her and she's squealing like a pig? 2:45 - 4:45 they did this, then they went into her room and started fucking as well. -_-; Eventually I just gave up on trying to sleep and watched some OPB thing on imperial Japan in WWII until they finally shut up around 5:30. Which completely blew any chance I had of feeling good enough to go to class in the morning... I tried to make up for it by sleeping late, but the neighbors right across the wall also decided to have sex...and cough up a lung at the same time...very disturbing. After THOSE two were done, slutface decided it would be a good time to get up and talk to her other boyfriend on voice chat. Without headphones on. At 9 am. She seems to have gotten worse since she found out I can't kick her out. If only I could go back in time...sigh.

I was so pissed off this morning that I immediately started scanning the housing ads as soon as I got up. And you know, the first one I looked at sounded really promising, so I emailed the person, we traded a few emails today and she seems really cool. Hopefully we get something going on. I could totally use the change of place and pace.

Anyway, due to the lack of sleep and the cold on top of it, I was totally out of it all day at work today. My supervisor finally hired another person to help us out and today was his first day, so he probably thinks I'm a total nutbag airhead by now. He seems cool, though. From what I remember, he was really funny. Could have just been the cold medicine. rofl

Hopefully tomorrow goes better.

I think I'm going to have the landline turned off tomorrow. Just because I can, I'm not using it, and slutface owes me almost $500 in unpaid utility bills. If she wants it back, she can very well get it in her name and pay for it. She's been using more long distance since she found out I can't kick her out. Apparently she doesn't think I can take her to court and get the moneey back from her. She's going to find out the hard way, I guess.

Lalala Wow, I sound spiteful. I guess I am, though. Can't kick her ass or I'd get arrested, so I blab dramatically in my journal. How passive-aggressive is that?

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I have the weirdest cold I've ever had right now. It popped up Friday morning and steadily got worse over the day until I felt like utter shit. I stopped by the store on the way home from work and got some immune boosting tablets, dayquil, nyquil. Saturday I dosed up on the immune crap (it's just a high dose of a bunch of vitamins) and took some DayQuil and I felt awesome. When the DayQuil ran out, I still felt good. Not even a stuffy nose. The only thing I've noticed is a lot of thick mucus stuff going down the back of my throat every time I snuffle. I assume that means my body is fighting it off... or something.

The apartment is truly clean for the first time in almost 9 months. Normally, this should make me content, but I know who really cleaned it, and it certainly wasn't the person who took the credit for it, therefore it only served to make me mad. I probably shouldn't care, but it really pisses me off when my roommate sits on her ass for months and lets the trash pile up, then invites her boyfriend over knowing full well that he's a clean freak and can't stand a dirty environment, then lets him spend his days off--the days where he's supposed to be taking a break and resting--cleaning up her mess. That's just so...rude and manipulative. I want to pop her one in the mouth sometimes.

I had to get a brand new can opener cuz she lost mine. I asked her where my can opener was.

"It's in the drawer," she said. She was referring to her can opener, a crappy white thing that can't even open a can.

"No, that's yours," I told her, "Mine is the black one that actually works."

"No, mine was the black one. The white one is yours," she told me.

"No, see, I bought the black one because it went with all of my other black kitchenware. That white one showed up when you moved in, therefore it's not mine."

"Well the white one isn't mine. I had a black one too."

"So you managed to lose two black can openers? What the hell are you doing with them?"

"I don't know. I'll get you a new one, okay?"

She hasn't yet, so I bought myself a new one. I'm not putting it in the kitchen, though. It's obviously a bad place to leave working can openers. XD

My life gets so random sometimes
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I went out to get some stuff at Fred Meyer today and my roommate called my cell phone saying some lady had called the landline (which I haven't used for over a year) offering me a job. I spent the entire trip trying to think of who'd be calling me and offering me a job...considering I only used the landline number for about 2 months and during that time I hadn't been job hunting, I was quite confused.

She gave me the name and number she'd written down, and it looked super familiar...like I'd given it out a number of times...like from a past job...It was the supervisor from when I worked at the engineering office. I called her back, but she wasn't there.

That poses an interesting question...would I want to go back to that job?

I really like my current job, but no matter how much I like it, it's still a temp job. I guess taking it back or not would depend on two things: whether my current job is willing to hire me on as a permanent employee, and what the amount of hours the other job is offering. I've been making a bit of a pros/cons list in my head. It goes a little something like this:

BlueCross job:

Pros-
-freedom to take breaks, lunches, and leave pretty much when I want
-my supervisor is willing to let me take classes
-not having to answer the phone
-always work to do so I don't get bored
-I have coworkers my own age to hang out with and therefore enjoy the work more

Cons-
-it's a temp job that may or may not become permanent
-it's $10/hr


DuPont job:

Pros-
-I'd be making more money
-it wouldn't be a temp job
-I liked my coworkers there
-they give sweet christmas bonuses
-I'd have time to do homework at work

Cons-
-I'd have to answer the phones
-it's slower and therefore more boring
-I like the people, but they're all older men so they don't really have anything in common with me

Crazy ass dream
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I dreamt I was in a mermaid training camp. Apparently when mermaids are out of water, their tails transform into legs and they can work out in human form to make them faster in the water or something. The training camp was in a cave that was partially underwater. There were a dozen other mermaids-in-training, and all of them had been there longer than me. We all did leg exercises, like lunges and squats, running in place, stuff like that. The teachers wouldn't let me go into the water because I was a newbie, and I was very jealous that everyone else got to go swimming without me. I remember lamenting that I couldn't be as beautiful as the other mermaids-in-training, but they wouldn't hear of it. They told me: "You were born for this! Your eyes are from the sea, and to it they must return!"

Then I woke up.

/random

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I had a chat with my landlady. She sounded genuinely sorry that I couldn't kick the dirty whore out. She said she probably had an apartment coming available in March that I could move into. She said she'd call me in a few weeks when she knew for sure. I forgot to ask about transferring the deposit over, but I'll ask when she calls next.

That money order shit was straight up stupid. I had to figure out a way to pull $320 out of my checking account because they couldn't accept a debit card. I could only take $200 out from either the ATM or cashback at the register, so I had to take some out at both. I basically had to waste $2.29 just to get my goddamn money order, when if she'd just given me a damn check, I could've cut the landlady a check for both of us...FOR FREE! I know I'm being a cheapass, but I don't see why I should have to spend a cent more than is necessary when I don't have to. You know what I mean? I really don't understand why paying in a money order was necessary. All that she succeeded in doing was creating more work for her, me, and the landlady (who had to wait for both money orders to come in in order to match them up). *rolls her eyes*

I'm going to have to talk to her about not doing that again, cuz it really was pointless. Haha, myspace message time! -_- I told her what I thought about her offer to try and keep the place clean if I was going to stay. She hasn't responded. Lawl I wonder why. She had BF #1 over last night and she was being annoyingly loud with her fucking while I was talking on the phone. I swear, I'm constantly about |______| close from slapping that girl. Not BF#1, just her. That guy is extremely quiet. He rarely talks, though he actually talked to me this morning. He was cleaning up her mess this morning. He'd just taken out her 3 gazillion pizza boxes that were stuffed behind the trash can, and I mentioned that it was nice of him to do that for her. He looked up for just a moment and said, "This is bordering on insanity." I agreed wholeheartedly, asked him not to wash the plastic carton I'd set to soak on the sideboard, and left for work.

Why the hell can't he rub off on her? I think I could stand living with that guy, even though he doesn't talk.

Whatever.

On a complete different tangent, I love American Idol.

I will admit it.

I will also admit that I love Simon.

Oh yes.

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...

Seriously, wtf is wrong with advertisement makers?

My bad.
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Warning, this post might get a little big. Drama has found me again.

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I'm so over this.

I think I'm going to leave work early on Monday and have a conversation with the landlady about my options. I guess I also need to figure out what the hell a money order is and get one for my portion of rent. *scratches head* I'll figure this all out.

The sad thing is, when I move out, Michelle will probably be evicted within a month or two (considering she paid me January rent on January 20th, yeah, I think so) and my lovely apartment will be free again, but I will have already moved and I doubt I'd do it twice. lol Hmph. Is it me, or has my life sucked considerably since last April?

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I see the moon
And the moon sees me
Under the shade of the old oak tree
Please let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love.

Over the mountains
And over the sea
Back where my heart is longing to be
Please let the light that shines on me
Shine on the one I love.

Never a dull moment
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I think I'm getting the hang of this whole insanely busy thing. Art class Monday morning, come to work around noon, stay until 6:30, go home, eat food, finish reading for Geology and work on Art homework, go to sleep, wake up and go to work, stay till around 6:20, go to Geology until 9:20, go home, maybe have a salad or something light, go to sleep, wake up the next day, go to Art class, come to work around noon, stay until 6:30, go home, eat food, finish the Geology pre-lab, go to sleep, wake up for work, stay until around 6:20, go to Geology lab until 8:30, come home, have a salad or something light, go to sleep, wake up, go to work, stay as long as I like, come home...

I managed to relax on Friday night, but on Saturday I had to clean up the place...then I realized my fish died, so I cleaned out his tank, then I remembered that my cat needed a fleabath because he still had fleas, so I did that, then I went about vacuuming, then my sinuses went crazy cuz of all the dust so I had to take some drugs and chill out until my brain cleared.

Today I got up and made coffee & waffles for breakfast. I had two before scavenger came sniffing around and I couldn't think of a good reason for not letting her use the rest of the batter I'd made. I went downtown to get some pthalo blue paint for one of my art projects, then stopped at the grocery store on the way back out and bought some lean cuisine tv dinners for those nights when I roll in late and chicken to make for tonight's dinner. I finished one of my art projects. I made some honey mustard chicken. I started on my next project. Scavenger came sniffing around again asking to trade some of my chicken for her uncooked frozen chicken breasts. I was like... uhhhh, no. I already pay all the bills, I ain't gonna cook everything for you too, stupid ho.

18 days.

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New addition to the Unfortunate Names list: Mr. Horniman

I kid you not.

Close runners-up this week were Mr. Lovemark and Ms. Hickey. Har har.

This is my entertainment at work...


19 more days.

Operation Pretty Bathroom is a go!
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Slutface finally gave me a check for her rent. It was only 20 days late... I was going to go find a bank open on Saturday to deposit it, but then I lazed out and decided to play Switcheroo instead. Eventually I pried my ass off my chair and went down to Fred Meyer to get a couple of towel rods for the bathroom.

Towel rods? Yes, towel rods. It's always been annoying to me that there was only 1 towel rod in a 2 bedroom apartment. I mean honestly... And the towel rod provided...once you put a handtowel on it, there really isn't any room to put a full-sized towel anyway. I always ended up draping my towel over the shower curtain rod instead so it would dry out. Anyway, after I bought a pretty new shower curtain and some bathroom rugs, it occurred to me that having a pretty shower curtain was useless if it was never pulled shut, hence the purchase of the towel rods. I got one rod for over the toilet, and a ring version to hang on the wall beside the sink. Those suckers took me FOREVER to install. Mainly because I didn't have the correct tools, but eh...I got it done eventually. It looks pretty good now. All I have to do is vacuum the bathroom floor, then I'm going to put down the new rugs, put up the new curtain, and voila! Pretty!

I can't wait till trailer trash princess leaves. You have NO idea just how excited I am. She was talking at me last night while I was trying to make some peas and I found out she'd still been stealing my food again...-_-; I forgot what she was talking about, but at some point she was doing her little "woe is me, my life is so bad" manipulation act again. I've seen her pull it again and again with her stupid mansluts, and they fall for it because they aren't the brightest crayons in the box, and because if she's not kept happy, they don't get sex. Unfortunately for her, I don't give a shit whether she's happy or not, and I wouldn't touch her vagina with a 10-foot pole. I was tempted to tell her to stop trying that stuff with me cuz it wasn't going to work, but then I realized I'd ruin my fun at seeing her try it repeatedly, so I kept my mouth shut. Why spoil what little amusement I get from her?

25 days.

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This entire week was odd.

Saturday/Sunday/Monday it was FRIGGIN COLD. I was smart and went to class on Monday morning. I couldn't figure out why the door to the art building was locked at 8:40 am. Turns out it was Martin Luther King Jr. day, and the school was closed.

On Tuesday, I woke up late because I apparently didn't hear my alarm. I decided that I use the sound of cars on the street as a pre-alarm, and since the ground was covered in snow on Tuesday morning, I didn't hear them and therefore didn't begin waking up by the time my alarm went off....it's a little complicated, yeah. You know those alarm clocks that play nature sounds softly and it grows louder the longer it goes until you wake up? I think it functions like that. Sort of. I don't know. Whatever.
In any case, there was SNOW all over! It was teh osm. I snagged my camera before I left for work and got some pictures. I later ended up breaking said camera when it fell off my desk at work. Everyone kept asking why I didn't get it fixed, but it's a 6 or 7 year old digital camera...I can get 5x better for probably as much as it would take to get it fixed, so why bother? I was planning on upgrading at some point anyway. Maybe when I'm not paying the entire rent and all of the bills myself. -_- I think I'm going to aim for at least 6 megapixels, maybe 12x zoom. One of my coworkers was showing me her camera with 12x zoom...the picture she took of a car on top of a parking garage 2 blocks away looked the same in her picture as it did through my eyes. Impressive. I think my old camera had 2x zoom...but I could never figure out how to use it. The manual was in french. wtf?

Anyway, we got to leave work early on Tuesday, and then come in late on Wednesday. There was no school either day. It figures that the one time I managed to do all of my homework, there would be no class. Hmph. Oh well, at least it's done. I R SMRT

Geology lab was fun...we spent the entire 2 hours poring over minerals and deciding what type they were.

28 days left.

I'm so excited.
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I can't wait till she's out of here.

I am going to happily redecorate once her trailer park wonders are off my floor...

I was on my way to Fred Meyer's earlier when I saw a couple of chairs sitting out by the dumpster. Normally I ignore anything sitting by the dumpster because most of it is actually trash, but these things were cute.

At Fred Meyer's I bought some new bathroom rugs, a couple of handtowels to match, and a nice cloth shower curtain that also matches. On the way back I grabbed the chairs and dragged them back to my apartment to clean them up. I think I'll have to paint over the armrests and maybe find a leather repair kit to fix some of the cracked spots on one of them, but other than that... they're sturdy and on wheels. I'm happy.

Here's what they look like:



Here's what I got rid of:



I thought it was a good trade. lol

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I finally made a decision to stay in my apartment and just kick my roommate out. I did want to live in a 1-bedroom, but the landlady told me on Saturday that they (the apartment complex owner) had decided to re-do all of the 1-bedrooms with new carpeting and appliances and start charging $550 for them. To that I say...nnnooooo thank you. The price before ($495) was a little more than I wanted to pay. Tacking an extra 55 bucks onto it was the kicker. lol

And so I had to figure out how to tell my roommate to leave. After she told me she couldn't pay rent right away cuz of some work screw-up or something (Friday night), she managed to disappear until Tuesday. I really wanted to tell her in person, but I was tired of waiting, so I write her a letter instead and left it on her door to find whenever she decided to come back. I surprisingly wasn't mean in it, I just told her I couldn't afford to and didn't want to support her, and that I was tired of living in a dump...and left it at that.

She hasn't said a word to me about it yet. The only conversation we've had since she came home and found the letter was last night when I stepped out of my room to go use the bathroom, and that was only her telling me not to turn off the light in the living room because she'd be back in there in a few minutes.

That kinda makes me wonder what's going through that little brain of hers. She seems like she could be one of those people that just flips out and kills your cat or something for revenge, therefore I'm slightly worried about myself, Ely, and my property...

Work's going well. The construction crew is on our floor redoing all of the cubicles. Apparently our mismatched floor was substandard to someone. I thought it gave our department some character. Oh well. We'll just have to decorate a lot to keep from becoming mindless silent drones like some of the other departments seem to be. lol

Sonya, Susan and Najum dropped by last night to say hi. They claimed to be on a search for corned beef. Yeah...don't ask. I wasn't sure what to do with them, cuz the apartment is still trashed, including my own room (I halfway cleaned it this weekend when I was sick, but I have to figure out some way to reorganize the closet so my new luggage will fit in...sadly, it won't slide under my bed like my last luggage. :( ) I let them come in, of course. There was snow outside, after all. Couldn't let them freeze out there. lol
They looked around the apartment and were like....... Wow. At least the walls still look good! Which is true, because for all Michelle's shit and garbage in the rooms, she hasn't yet figured out a way to fuck up my beautiful green walls.
They cooed over Ely and played with him. The last time they saw him was 7 months ago, after all, when he was still a little kitten. He's pretty much a full-grown cat now.
It was nice seeing them, even though I was embarassed by the apartment. At least my roommate wasn't here to be rude to them, too.

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