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-I had a great time at my friend's place last night. There were about 10 people there after the bars closed and we were jamming to that game Rock Band. I hurt my hand a bit, though. I was singing "Don't Fear The Reaper" and you're supposed to smack the mic against your hand/leg/whatever when there's a tambourine/cowbell/etc. Since that song is chock full o' cowbell, the little meaty bit at the top of my palm under my index finger is a little swollen and bruised. I guess I was too busy rawkin' to notice. Good times, indeed. (Playing the drums in that game after a couple of tasty beverages is well-nigh insane, btw.)
-Now, to reorganize the work tunes folders. I've been putting this off for far too long. It would help immensely if the program I use at work would load properly on my home comp. Argh, Vista.
-It's wine time. Perhaps a sammich as well.
-I'm not in the mood for the holidays this year at all. Bah humbug.
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Corgan you ROCK!
:cloud9:
I had the strangest nightmare dream last night. It involved ghosts, ghost busters, being scared shitless (not literally) and lots of other stuff... suffice to say I woke up covered in sweat at 5am... I manged to go back to bed but not by much.
It haunted me for a bit today. I kept thinking this was ghostbusters 3...
So I settle down, slag through the day and find this just before I hit the hay again....
http://www.slashfilm.com/2007/02/03/...s-3-confirmed/
Oh G-d. I can't breathe. I finally came down off the caffeine panic attack, only to get a call from the landlord demanding this month's rent by tomorrow morning. I told him we were leaving, this was our last month here and we already paid our last month's rent when we moved in. He says we didn't. We have to write him a check. I have $4.75 in my bank account and I can't write a $1225 check by tomorrow morning! K has the money and can put it in my account but that's our fucking moving money, OMG, I'm freaking out, I don't know what the fuck I'm going to do and I can't breathe!!
I NEED to leave L.A. right now. I have to get out of here. I can't take two more weeks, I have to go now. I don't know what to do for the money. Fuck.
:hug: You don't have records from the bank showing the amount you paid when you moved in? Or did you pay in cash? Either way, if you have to take out the money from K's account, it's an investment. Money is a renewable resource and you KNOW how much better the clubs are that you're going to...dip into the bucket and it'll be full again in 2 nights.
Waaaait a minute...why are you considering paying this man TWICE? Just stay until you're ready to go. He can't make you leave for like 3 months or something. Once he starts the eviction process you will be gone anyway. Don't you have copies of your lease that would state what you paid? If you somehow made a mistake and didn't pay last month's rent, you can always tell him just to keep the security deposit. ;)
I just ordered garlic bread with cheese and pepperoni pizza and im all excited to sit down and chow down on my greasy food after my shitty night.
I discovered today that it is legal to turn off your heat for nonpayment as long as the temp. outside is over 35 degrees. It's currently 37 outside.
Ain't that shitty?
For once, I wish it was colder.
We can't afford anything negative on our credit or rental history, and we're not sure. Now that we think about it, we agreed that we might have thought our security deposit WAS the last month's rent, since that was the way it worked at our old place. K's putting the money in my account and I'm going to write a check in a minute and run it over there before I go to bed.
Tomorrow is suck-it-up time and hit whatever day shifts I can find. I'm getting panic attacks at getting back out there again but I NEED to pay these bills. I just have to remind myself it's only two more weeks, I can stick with anything for two more weeks. It's terrifying but it'll have to be done.
There goes any last little remaining chance I might've had at getting an engagement ring for Chanukah though. *sigh* He ordered me a bunch of Lush, which I'm really looking forward to, but all I really wanted was that ring in time for the trip home to Memphis. It would've made my grandmother so happy before she died, and I feel like moving to Portland together is the right time to start actually planning life as a couple instead of as two individuals sharing a roof. Oh well. Maybe someday before I'm thirty I might actually get a little bit of stability in my life.
can the people who send me myspace messages that i struggle to read due to the absolutely appalling spelling and grammar actually read that shit when it gets sent back to them?
Ugh. I just cannot drink ACV anymore. I've drank it 3x a day for 3 days and I have to stop. It's just too disgusting.
It feels sure weird to be in Toronto...
Randomly gives Cally a shout....*sneaks a slice of pizza*...:P
Heh I have like a half a pizza left... someone want it? I can't finish it lol.
-Hi Cally!
-So. Yeah. Large bottle of wine is more or less gone. MrsC just went to bed. I'm trying to finish up some stupid holiday shopping online so it gets here in time. Again, bah humbug.
-I didn't get around to the file reorganizing. Tomorrow, maybe. Procrastinators of the world, unite! (It's actually because I have to crawl underneath this desk to find a plug to run my external hd off of. Yes, I'm that lazy.) Soon, I'm getting one of those newer 3.5'' 500 gig USB powered little HD chumpies. They've been on sale lately, but I just KNOW they're going to run something crazy right before Xmas. I want a HD that fits in my jacket pocket. That's awesome.
-Old man cat has his next vet appointment in the morning, to see if the insulin injections are working. He's been drinking a great deal more than usual, and having a few outside the box pee issues. I've read both sides, it can be a symptom of getting used to the medication, or it's just not working. He's getting a full blood workup, so we'll see. I discussed with my 9 year old daughter my feelings on euthanasia a couple of weeks ago. I thought I was pretty straightforward about how, IMHO, if my cat is in obvious pain, can hardly walk, and his kidneys are failing....I would much rather end his life humanely then have him live in agony. Apparently she told the twin 6-year olds that I said if his blood tests are bad this time, I'm "going to kill him." Greeeeeeat.
-You know what awful movie was on the other night when I got home? "Gotcha". I think I might have mentioned that already, and I don't care. I want to do bad things to Linda Fiorentino in that movie. You know why? It's not the cheesy Czech accent, it's that she looked kinda like the girl villain from "Superman 2", who I had funny feelings in my dangly bits about at a very young age. Mreowr.
-I read that link that CherryRipeBoy posted about "Ghostbusters 3", and truly...that sound awful. "MannHELLton"? really?
Went to sleep before 12 since I have to be up at 8. Woke up at 2 am with nightmares and the wind making me very aware of the drafts around my windows. Still awake. Giving up on sleep and firing up the tea kettle. Good morning, SW!
i just had chinese takeaway and now i feel sick!
Oh noes, why do old fuck buddies call me during domestic abuse situations for help and then poor me has to get into a scuffle with ugly methheads.
I was having such a nice dream too
I have a hard time going to bed before the sun comes up. I am a bat.
Random was about to drop off the first page! Sunday to the rescue!
I had weird ass dreams last night. I lived in a giant house with tall ceilings and then took a ride out to vegas. The other dream people were eating change.
FUCK! I'm getting sick again! I knew it last night when I started losing my voice... GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
And last night I had a dream where I found this Ralph Lauren (lol) dance outfit that made me look like a supermodel. I don't think I own anything Ralph Lauren except for perfume, so I'm not sure where the name came from, but yeah. It was like a magic stripper outfit. My boobs were huge, my ass was awesome. My stomach was ripped. And my little stripper purse was full of 1000s. It was fun until the phone woke me up.