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Homeless Fangirl - It is the Latest Craze
Jun. 3rd, 2004 01:32 pmSo I am supposed to be working, but I spent my lunch hour looking at places and now I have an appointment to see this one place and if all goes well, I'll just write a check then and there and that will be taken care of. Cause limbo kills, man. It just kills.
If I said I would be around last night, then I lied. Sorry - I was tired and I fell asleep watching "Pitch Black" on Sci-Fi and reading "Kingdom Come" cause, dude - Old Superman. Kinda hot. Wonder Woman? Always hot. I am considering alternating the comic book store with the used CD store in My Shopping Stops...but I remember this slippery slope. Sure, right now I am pretty much sticking to the trade paperbacks, but how long do I seriously think I could keep that up? I mean, I've already caved in the face of Joss Whedon writing "The Astonishing X-Men." I do not need that kinda pain. I've already let go of any desire to ever see another WIP finished - it took time and meditation and now I am at peace. This feels like another pot-o-angst I should avoid.
So, I need a place to live and once I have that, then I can deal with the business of moving my belongings from one place to the other.
I just called the Salvation Army to have them pickup the sectional sofa. Officially - and soon - I shall be couchless.
My state of being couched (or sofa'd I suppose) will directly depend on how much I will have to pay the movers to come and move my stuff. I don't have that much actual furniture they will need to move - 2 rooms tops, but the shit is old and heavy and hell if I can even carry the freakin' TV down the stairs.
Okay - so I need the place and then I need a date and then I need to schedule the dudes. Then I need to call the cable people and tell them what is up with what and hopefully I won't be offline too long. And take care of transfering the Utilities. I am still hesitant about getting a phone. I piss everyone off when I forget to charge my cell or leave it in the car, but man. I hate the freaking phone so much.
I am forgetting something. I am totally forgetting something. Something huge.
Last night I dreamed my grandmother yelled at me for never going to see the dead people at the cemetary with them. Since my grandmother has not yelled at me since I was seven years old, I assume the issues in the dream are all mine. Why couldn't *this* be the thing I forget? Crap.
Okay, not panicking but I need a place and I need it soon. I should probably at least read a file right now. Do something.
Anything other than read Lex and Clark "Pretty Woman" fic. Oh God. Someone stop me. For the love of all that is good and holy stop me. Somebody SAAAAAAVVVVEE Meeeee.
If I said I would be around last night, then I lied. Sorry - I was tired and I fell asleep watching "Pitch Black" on Sci-Fi and reading "Kingdom Come" cause, dude - Old Superman. Kinda hot. Wonder Woman? Always hot. I am considering alternating the comic book store with the used CD store in My Shopping Stops...but I remember this slippery slope. Sure, right now I am pretty much sticking to the trade paperbacks, but how long do I seriously think I could keep that up? I mean, I've already caved in the face of Joss Whedon writing "The Astonishing X-Men." I do not need that kinda pain. I've already let go of any desire to ever see another WIP finished - it took time and meditation and now I am at peace. This feels like another pot-o-angst I should avoid.
So, I need a place to live and once I have that, then I can deal with the business of moving my belongings from one place to the other.
I just called the Salvation Army to have them pickup the sectional sofa. Officially - and soon - I shall be couchless.
My state of being couched (or sofa'd I suppose) will directly depend on how much I will have to pay the movers to come and move my stuff. I don't have that much actual furniture they will need to move - 2 rooms tops, but the shit is old and heavy and hell if I can even carry the freakin' TV down the stairs.
Okay - so I need the place and then I need a date and then I need to schedule the dudes. Then I need to call the cable people and tell them what is up with what and hopefully I won't be offline too long. And take care of transfering the Utilities. I am still hesitant about getting a phone. I piss everyone off when I forget to charge my cell or leave it in the car, but man. I hate the freaking phone so much.
I am forgetting something. I am totally forgetting something. Something huge.
Last night I dreamed my grandmother yelled at me for never going to see the dead people at the cemetary with them. Since my grandmother has not yelled at me since I was seven years old, I assume the issues in the dream are all mine. Why couldn't *this* be the thing I forget? Crap.
Okay, not panicking but I need a place and I need it soon. I should probably at least read a file right now. Do something.
Anything other than read Lex and Clark "Pretty Woman" fic. Oh God. Someone stop me. For the love of all that is good and holy stop me. Somebody SAAAAAAVVVVEE Meeeee.
