(title shamelessly ripped off from a mediocre country song)
the story so far, in declarative sentences:
I have the barrio cuteness house starting january first -- hooray for me!!!
The current landlord is crazy -- I'm talking to a lawyer this afternoon about the 5-day pay-or-vacate I received yesterday attached to all of the bills she hasn't sent me. I really don't want to move twice in 3 weeks.
"Team America World Police" is a deeply disturbing film.
Beyond Bread had yummy soup yesterday.
One job wasn't enough so i interviewed today for a gig teaching philosophy to brain damaged college students. literally --- they're called "special learners." I'll know if I get it by the 17th.
Tonight is the Rock-Paper-Scissors tournament @ plush.
Tomorrow is folksinger's show @ the wench
Friday we're supposed to go line dancing
Saturday is the street fair and michelle's birthday and I've agreed to sing a neil diamond duet at carry-okey.
something's going on on sunday, but I don't remember what.
mom's on her way to FL on friday -- yaaaaaaaay!
the audit starts on monday.
I talked to boy #1 for almost an hour last night. I'll be visiting him in January. hmmmm.
I've had a headache and absurdly tense muscles for 3 days now.
I need smooches and backrubs and snuggling and compliments.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment