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May. 19th, 2013
i want a mudslide in the worst way
May. 19th, 2013 06:39 pmI would like to wallow in my misery. The problem is that for all my melodramatic tendencies, they are sadly tempered by a bit of practicality. So while my theatric side is shrieking, "OHNOES!" practical side is compiling lists and has many a reason not to go completely insane. Which leads one to feeling a little... unsettled.
Not helping matters is the fact that I thought I had plans this evening but apparently I was wrong. I'm not sure if I was supposed to specifically remind her or if she forgot/changed her mind/whatever, but earlier (Wednesday) Cass invited me over to see the kittens and have dinner. While I wasn't sure dinner would be tasty (our opinions on what constitutes tasty tend to diverge after "steak. Mmm. Steak.") I was looking forward to kitten time and I've been curious as to what the big Dinner Deal is that they do.
Yeah. I sent a text telling her we didn't get the house and for the next hour we texted and not a word about coming over. I don't particularly like inviting myself over, and at the time I really needed a shower and something to eat, so then I figured she'd let me know when she got off work.
I'm pretty sure that was four. Nothing. Then I thought, "maybe she said six?" but no.
So. No plans. No house.
NO NOTHING.
I found a few places for Mums to check on tomorrow, and a few more I'm considering asking her if we can broaden the search beyond this immediate area if the rent price is low enough to offset the gas or possible other vehicle.
Mums has a doctor's appointment tomorrow and I have to go with her and I'd really rather not but I don't get a choice in these matters because I just don't.
Sigh.
Packed another box so now Bob's room has no My Scenes that aren't still in their actual boxes. Woo? Ditto Bratz. I really hope my boxes get here soon so I can pack like a maniac and just be done with 80% of it. I think I'd feel better then. Not as good as finding a place but still pretty good.
To cheer myself up, I'm considering a combination of the following things:
- hitting up the various strawberry frozen drinks in the freezer
- losing miserably to Mums in a few rounds of Mahjong
- watching the last few episodes of Don't Trust the Bitch in Apt. 23 on Hulu.
The downside is that none of these will keep me happy. I will either run out of alcohol, lose spectacularly, or be completely out of Apt 23 episodes.
I just cannot win today.
I suppose I could go through my giant pile of makeup and weed stuff out. *muse*
Not helping matters is the fact that I thought I had plans this evening but apparently I was wrong. I'm not sure if I was supposed to specifically remind her or if she forgot/changed her mind/whatever, but earlier (Wednesday) Cass invited me over to see the kittens and have dinner. While I wasn't sure dinner would be tasty (our opinions on what constitutes tasty tend to diverge after "steak. Mmm. Steak.") I was looking forward to kitten time and I've been curious as to what the big Dinner Deal is that they do.
Yeah. I sent a text telling her we didn't get the house and for the next hour we texted and not a word about coming over. I don't particularly like inviting myself over, and at the time I really needed a shower and something to eat, so then I figured she'd let me know when she got off work.
I'm pretty sure that was four. Nothing. Then I thought, "maybe she said six?" but no.
So. No plans. No house.
I found a few places for Mums to check on tomorrow, and a few more I'm considering asking her if we can broaden the search beyond this immediate area if the rent price is low enough to offset the gas or possible other vehicle.
Mums has a doctor's appointment tomorrow and I have to go with her and I'd really rather not but I don't get a choice in these matters because I just don't.
Sigh.
Packed another box so now Bob's room has no My Scenes that aren't still in their actual boxes. Woo? Ditto Bratz. I really hope my boxes get here soon so I can pack like a maniac and just be done with 80% of it. I think I'd feel better then. Not as good as finding a place but still pretty good.
To cheer myself up, I'm considering a combination of the following things:
- hitting up the various strawberry frozen drinks in the freezer
- losing miserably to Mums in a few rounds of Mahjong
- watching the last few episodes of Don't Trust the Bitch in Apt. 23 on Hulu.
The downside is that none of these will keep me happy. I will either run out of alcohol, lose spectacularly, or be completely out of Apt 23 episodes.
I just cannot win today.
I suppose I could go through my giant pile of makeup and weed stuff out. *muse*
