I hate packing, it sucks.
So, the past week has revolved around getting all my shit packed up, which is no fun at all, but sunday is moving day, so it'll all be over soon, thank god. Someone needs to inform my mother that I'm never moving again, I hate it, so if she ever wants rid of me, she's gonna have to be the one to move.
On a happy note my Jeff is staying in town until the end of the summer (YAY!), which really does make the most sense since he has four weddings to attend this summer, and he's in three of them, I'm hoping I can mooch him into taking me to some of them, his girlfriend is in Toronto and it's a little far for her to come to go to his friends weddings, especially since she doesn't know them, whereas I've known most of them for a few years, just not closely enough to get my own invite.
Another happy thing is that my Meaghan called me, it's been a while and I've missed her, she has officially finished her physics degree, yay Meaghan!
The other day when I was packing, I was getting my (pink) salad spinner down and it hit me on the head, it hurt, but it entertained JayB, so it I guess some good came of it, but now I have a hurty bump on my head and that's no fun at all.
It's nice that it's getting warmer out, the bunny loves it, but it's been so goatdamn windy that it drives me nutz, I hate wind, with a passion, and it's hard on the bunny 'cuz he's so little that when big wind gusts come along he goes sliding away, oh well, his leash isn't very long so he doesn't go too far. It's kinda funny, really. Poor Spencer.
There were baby goats on tv today, I coveted them, I think I read somewhere that that's a sin or something silly like that. All I know is that they were super cute, and I want one. And a piggy, just in case you forgot.
Is is possible to actually die from boredom?
Oh yeah, the header is lying again, it's really only friday the 23rd.
I found out that my evil possessed computer problem isn't my computer at all, apparently the guys upstairs are having issues too, and they called to bitch and got some story about it being something in the neighbourhood, so who knows, but it's nice to know that while I'm swearing at my computer, someone down the street might be going through the same thing, I like it when I'm not alone in my misery, although it would be best if the problem got resolved so no one has to have misery. Uncooperative computers inspire homicidal rage.
Wow, I've actually babbled long enough that I'm tired and might be able to sleep, oh the joys of being nocturnal, it's tough to fit into this daylight inspired world.
So, the past week has revolved around getting all my shit packed up, which is no fun at all, but sunday is moving day, so it'll all be over soon, thank god. Someone needs to inform my mother that I'm never moving again, I hate it, so if she ever wants rid of me, she's gonna have to be the one to move.
On a happy note my Jeff is staying in town until the end of the summer (YAY!), which really does make the most sense since he has four weddings to attend this summer, and he's in three of them, I'm hoping I can mooch him into taking me to some of them, his girlfriend is in Toronto and it's a little far for her to come to go to his friends weddings, especially since she doesn't know them, whereas I've known most of them for a few years, just not closely enough to get my own invite.
Another happy thing is that my Meaghan called me, it's been a while and I've missed her, she has officially finished her physics degree, yay Meaghan!
The other day when I was packing, I was getting my (pink) salad spinner down and it hit me on the head, it hurt, but it entertained JayB, so it I guess some good came of it, but now I have a hurty bump on my head and that's no fun at all.
It's nice that it's getting warmer out, the bunny loves it, but it's been so goatdamn windy that it drives me nutz, I hate wind, with a passion, and it's hard on the bunny 'cuz he's so little that when big wind gusts come along he goes sliding away, oh well, his leash isn't very long so he doesn't go too far. It's kinda funny, really. Poor Spencer.
There were baby goats on tv today, I coveted them, I think I read somewhere that that's a sin or something silly like that. All I know is that they were super cute, and I want one. And a piggy, just in case you forgot.
Is is possible to actually die from boredom?
Oh yeah, the header is lying again, it's really only friday the 23rd.
I found out that my evil possessed computer problem isn't my computer at all, apparently the guys upstairs are having issues too, and they called to bitch and got some story about it being something in the neighbourhood, so who knows, but it's nice to know that while I'm swearing at my computer, someone down the street might be going through the same thing, I like it when I'm not alone in my misery, although it would be best if the problem got resolved so no one has to have misery. Uncooperative computers inspire homicidal rage.
Wow, I've actually babbled long enough that I'm tired and might be able to sleep, oh the joys of being nocturnal, it's tough to fit into this daylight inspired world.
