July 14, 2004 :: 12:41 a.m.
horsemobiles: one situation where sugar in the gas tank won't fuck you up
Before I start, let me just get this out of the way: I am going to Lancaster on Monday to look at 4 apartments, and then on Tuesday to see 2 more. This tally will be adjusted when/if more people call back, but as of right now? That's what I've got. And let me tell you, this whole thing? Is some big new shit for someone who has never lived outside of her parents' house. So, yeah. There's much excitement and apprehension and OH MY FREAKING GOD I GET TO MOVE OUT OF MY PARENTS' HOUSE!!!!!
Breathe. Remember to breathe.
Okay then. Today was fairly uneventful aside from apartment stuff; I mostly just kind of sat around with the phone next to me, waiting. Except at one point I did go jogging with Joe, which was good. Way more fun than going myself. It's amazing how much difference having someone to talk to while sweating profusely can make. Oh, and also I got an ice cream cone and ate two big, delicious ginger-spice cookies. Lots of junky goodness, but I don't mind because I had the points for it. So, all is well on that front anyway.
All is pretty well on most fronts, actually. Amelia is doing better, eating like normal and frisking about like a speed-addled toddler. I'm back on the Weight Watchers wagon, and have lost two of the four pounds I gained while at the beach. I turn 21 in 3 days. Or technically 2, since it's after midnight. Whatever. It's not like 21 is some big thing for me, since I'm not much for the alcohol, but it's still my birthday. I figure I should enjoy them while I can, because in like 10 or 15 years I'm going to have to start hating them like every other woman on the planet. Plus, I get Indian food. And a new case for my computer, apparently. Adam is no good at keeping secrets. I just asked and he spilled. No prodding or threats required. But that's exciting, because it means that I should actually be able to turn my compy off without fear of never being able to get it back on. Which, you know, is a plus.
He seemed kind of doubtful that I'd like it, though. Which I get, I guess. I mean, it's not the most romantic present in the world. Computer stuff. But it's useful, certainly, and I'm sure I'll enjoy it quite a lot when the first night of actual silence occurs. No perpetual computer-buzz! Wow. Oh, quiet. I am so looking forward to you. So I do like it, honestly, and I hope he gets that. Okay, I wish he hadn't spent so much money, but otherwise it'll be a good thing.
Hrm. Now I seem to have completely spaced on what I wanted to say next. Tomorrow... oh, right. I have to take my car to Pep Boys to be looked at, because there's some kind of oil leak or oil burning badness or something. I don't know. I'm losing oil, anyway. I'll probably wait until the afternoon and see if Adam will come with me, because waiting around at Pep Boys by myself isn't really my idea of a good time. Also, I won't get my ass up and ready until he's practically out of class anyway, so I may as well just wait.
Cars suck. Really, they do. I'm still all about Horsemobiles. You know why? Because horses don't have oil leaks. They don't need new brakes. Give them some oats and a couple of sugar cubes, maybe an apple, and you're fueled up and ready to go. Plus, horses? Are just so happy-making.
back & forth
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