Is frog, is pig, is peoples!
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judecorpI have eaten out so much and in such big quantities, and I have eaten complete and total crap. I think I need to eat water and air for the next week to balance out. Since it's Employee Appreciation Week (HA HA HA! THAT'S FUNNY!), we've had lots of junk - I had cupcakes for lunch yesterday and ice cream today. Add that to Fish PocketTM on Monday, Melting Pot on Tuesday, and Champp's today, and that just spells BLT! I'm about to burst! You can just call me Mr. Fat Fatty McFatso.
On Friday, Jennifer and I are looking at the inside of an apartment we really like on the outside. I think when we're actually looking at the place together, it will hit me that I'm not just looking at apartments. We're moving in together, and that's exciting and scary all at the same time. I never thought I would be at this place again in my life, and I certainly never expected it with my old college friend. Neat. Did I mention we're moving in together? I am trying not to freak out. :)
She's been so wonderful through all of the chaos that has been my life since the end of May. Even with everything being up in the air: my future employment, my summer plans, moving... and even with the prospect of paying two rents this summer (her 1BR until October, and whatever 2BR we move into), she continues to be reassuring. I think she needs to tattoo, "We'll work it out," on her forehead. I believe her, I do, but it seems so BIG. How on earth will we pay two rents, one of which is higher than before (this 2BR will run significantly higher than my current 1BR), when I won't have a job?
Do you have a vacancy for a back scrubber? Between the joblessness and the prospect of this larger relationship commitment, I certainly feel sixteen, clumsy, and shy. That's the story of my life. I don't want to start another job and be the Token Queer Girl again. Blarg. Another first holiday party. Another new set of coworkers. Dammit, I didn't want to leave Coworker Hope and Coworker Velma. And now, AND NOW, I sure don't want to leave Coworker Jennifer and Coworker Jeff and Coworker Charmaine and Coworker Shannon! *whine*
I miss my brother already. I wish he lived next door. But then I would never get anything done and I would fall out of chairs a lot. You should see my bruise. It's bad ass.
On Friday, Jennifer and I are looking at the inside of an apartment we really like on the outside. I think when we're actually looking at the place together, it will hit me that I'm not just looking at apartments. We're moving in together, and that's exciting and scary all at the same time. I never thought I would be at this place again in my life, and I certainly never expected it with my old college friend. Neat. Did I mention we're moving in together? I am trying not to freak out. :)
She's been so wonderful through all of the chaos that has been my life since the end of May. Even with everything being up in the air: my future employment, my summer plans, moving... and even with the prospect of paying two rents this summer (her 1BR until October, and whatever 2BR we move into), she continues to be reassuring. I think she needs to tattoo, "We'll work it out," on her forehead. I believe her, I do, but it seems so BIG. How on earth will we pay two rents, one of which is higher than before (this 2BR will run significantly higher than my current 1BR), when I won't have a job?
Do you have a vacancy for a back scrubber? Between the joblessness and the prospect of this larger relationship commitment, I certainly feel sixteen, clumsy, and shy. That's the story of my life. I don't want to start another job and be the Token Queer Girl again. Blarg. Another first holiday party. Another new set of coworkers. Dammit, I didn't want to leave Coworker Hope and Coworker Velma. And now, AND NOW, I sure don't want to leave Coworker Jennifer and Coworker Jeff and Coworker Charmaine and Coworker Shannon! *whine*
I miss my brother already. I wish he lived next door. But then I would never get anything done and I would fall out of chairs a lot. You should see my bruise. It's bad ass.
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Date: 2003-06-11 08:25 pm (UTC)I'm excited for you both.
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Date: 2003-06-12 05:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-11 08:31 pm (UTC)And as it fades, does it look like England?
I wanna see.
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Date: 2003-06-12 05:59 am (UTC)Naw, this one is a big splotch on the back of my calf. When I fell backwards in the chair, my calf hit the edge of the chair rather hard. Oops!
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Date: 2003-06-12 05:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-12 05:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-12 05:49 am (UTC)Jeff the Dietician says: Greek salad makes it all OK.
Have you considered making a sacrifice, and ditching VV and its high rents? North Campus is so cheap, if you look around. For instance, the other side of my double has been vacant for months, has 3 bedrooms, and they only want 595 for it. Downside is that gas is steep in the winter.
And everyone who knows my situation has laughed his or her ass off about the timing of EAW.
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I considered leaving VV. I actually wrote down the numbers of some half-doubles in C-ville. I don't know that I would want to live in North Campus, though
We actually have left VV proper and have narrowed our search to Harrison West. The rent we're looking at now is $735, which is cheaper than lots of VV "2BR with office" apts that we've seen. Considering I currently pay $480 and she pays $535, this is a big savings.
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Date: 2003-06-12 07:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-12 09:47 am (UTC)I'll be further from the Short North, but closer to Vic's. Yay!
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I aim to please!
Date: 2003-06-12 01:25 pm (UTC)