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judecorpIt's so amusing to me that I don't really like sitting home alone all day doing nothing, but lately I can't get up the energy to do anything else. You would think that I would have all this time to go ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
geocaching or walking or biking or gods-know-what, but here I sit in the house doing nothing. I can't even say that I've read more books that usual, because I started increasing my reading before I lost my job. I haven't read all that many books, though, but I /did/ read Female Masculinity which was much heavier than a book that I would read on my lunch hour or whatever. Blah blah blah, I'm boring.
Kelly Bunny came over earlier to drop off the cat carrier that she borrowed, and I convinced her to come inside and see the apartment. She thinks it is a "grownup" apartment, and I'm inclined to agree with her. It's funny because my last apartment was definitely a kidlike bachelor pad, and this one seems more serious. That's good in some ways because I like how it looks, but bad because I have a box full of unpacked toys and I don't know where to put them, because I don't want to spoil the grownup-ness! Augh!
I now have a dinner date withSarah (sheesh! how many Jens and Sarahs do I know?) at Crap City TM, and then I might watch the premiere of Survivor. I've never seen an episode of Survivor. Heck, I never really watch television, but perhaps Gay TV night with Peas is rubbing off on me. GIVE ME THAT REALITY GOODNESS! Yes, I am becoming middle America. Soon I'll start saying 'pop' and then you can beat me senseless.
Congratulations toMissie and her Ellen on their engagement! YAY!
geocaching or walking or biking or gods-know-what, but here I sit in the house doing nothing. I can't even say that I've read more books that usual, because I started increasing my reading before I lost my job. I haven't read all that many books, though, but I /did/ read Female Masculinity which was much heavier than a book that I would read on my lunch hour or whatever. Blah blah blah, I'm boring.Kelly Bunny came over earlier to drop off the cat carrier that she borrowed, and I convinced her to come inside and see the apartment. She thinks it is a "grownup" apartment, and I'm inclined to agree with her. It's funny because my last apartment was definitely a kidlike bachelor pad, and this one seems more serious. That's good in some ways because I like how it looks, but bad because I have a box full of unpacked toys and I don't know where to put them, because I don't want to spoil the grownup-ness! Augh!I now have a dinner date with
Sarah (sheesh! how many Jens and Sarahs do I know?) at Crap City TM, and then I might watch the premiere of Survivor. I've never seen an episode of Survivor. Heck, I never really watch television, but perhaps Gay TV night with Peas is rubbing off on me. GIVE ME THAT REALITY GOODNESS! Yes, I am becoming middle America. Soon I'll start saying 'pop' and then you can beat me senseless.Congratulations to
Missie and her Ellen on their engagement! YAY!
