Ok, it's been two weeks I guess I can update. What can I say, I'm a lazy bastard. I'm in my new place, but I'm not settled yet. I'm really bad at unpacking. There are still boxes littered around my room, downstairs in the dining room and in the trunk of my car. I'm sure I'll get around to them eventually. In the meantime, I'll continue to live in total squalor. My room looks like it was hit by a tornado. Boxes everywhere, laundry all over the floor, dressers covered in crap. It is rather insane. I keep meaning to unpack, but then I just... don't.
The good news is that I love it here. I love my new messy room, and I adore my roommates. They're really sweet and very nice. We all sat and had dinner tonight, which has happened a few times, and it's awesome. My old roommate would always turn the tv on when we were eating, like she couldn't be bothered to talk to me. Or else she just really loved Everybody Loves Raymond *shudder*
I was sick yesterday. I felt bad all day long, but I ended up throwing up last night. Yuck. Then I went to bed early and slept for about 12 hours. Today I bummed around the house all day with the cat, made some muffins (from a mix, nothing talented) and watched daytime tv alllllll day. Dawson's Creek is back on that creepy season where Dawson is making out with Kate from NCIS which is so very wrong. Thank god there are Pacey/Joey moments to balance it out. OH! And today Lindsay from Angel was on too, so that was fun.
Pooh & Jenai - I am tres sorry I missed your calls. I have no cell reception at work since I'm stuck in a basement all day, so I just turn my phone off. I'm glad you guys had an awesome time in Vegas. I'm in next time, promise.
Have you all seen Britney's video for My Prerogative? Because it is AWESOME! She is so trashy, I just love her more and more. I saw Clitring Skankular's video for Dirrty again today, and she is so overtly trashy, while Britney is much more subtle. She is the best. I wish her and her white trash husband all the best in their clearly short lived marriage/publicity stunt.
Listening to: Britney - My Prerogative
"They say I'm nasty but I don't give a damn..."
I think I'm losing my internet tomorrow. This is a very sad thing. I called to cancel my account since I'm moving at the end of the month, but apparently the 11th is my billing date. So as of tomorrow they are supposed to be killing my account. So if you thought I haven't be online much lately, you ain't seen nothin yet. But you never know. Sometimes they say they'll cut it off, and they don't even bother. I'm supposed to lose cable on the 20th, but I'll be shocked if they actually turn it off. I'm planning on moving on the 24th, if I can get my little brother and his friends to help me. It's a good deal, they move all the big heavy furniture, and I give them a couple cases of beer. I think it's a win-win personally.
Work has been driving me nuts lately, and I really need a new job. Next week I drop back to part time hours, and it looks like I have part time hours for the foreseeable future. This wouldn't bother me much if it weren't for the fact that some other people have full time hours. People who haven't worked there as long as I have. It drives me nuts. In fact, one week two part time people have a full time week, while I have 12 hours. Twelve. As in one eight hour shift, and one four hour shift. I won't be able to pay my rent on weeks like that. Too bad there is only one tv station in town. I'll have to see what else I can find. And good luck finding someone else to work a 14 hour day like I did yesterday when one of your other loser employees calls in sick, again. Jerks. What? I'm not bitter, really.
Hope all of you are good. *kisses*
Listening to: Calla - Don't Hold Your Breath
"I saw you crawl back for more..."
It's funny how things work out sometimes. A few weeks ago I was upset that I didn't get Morrissey tickets. But now I found out that Interpol are coming to town the day after the Morrissey show. Which means that if I had gotten Morrissey tickets I would be on the hook for the Killers show Monday, Morrissey Tuesday and Interpol Wednesday. It can't be done. There is no way that I can justify three trips to Toronto for three concerts in three days. And I can't afford a hotel room to stay in town, nevermind the fact that my friend J has to work all of those days. But two concerts in three days is totally do-able. Clearly I have to go see Interpol because, hellooooo, Interpol. So freaking good.
I want to start a song email circle thing. That post is over at the LJ, so go look.
Listening to: Snow Patrol - How to be Dead
"You've not heard a single word I have said... oh my god."
When did it become September? How did that happen? It freaks me out to be honest. This summer has just flown by. But at the same time, I am dying for a vacation. I'm burned out. I've still got this cough. It's a lot better, but it's still hanging around. And the past few days have been so hot and smoggy out and it's made it a bit worse. I'm pretty sure that now that I'm happy with my living arrangements, and if I have some time to just hang out and relax I'll be able to kick this thing once and for all. I'm working full time next week, but the week after that I drop back down to part time hours. That will suck money wise, but I can't wait to only be working three shifts a week. I'm just not cut out for working. Bring on my sugar daddy.
The other night Hawaii was on, and I kept clicking in to watch all the hot boys but it was the most disturbing show ever. Because at some point between 1990 and now Michael Biehn got OLD. Generally I'm attracted to older men. And most men age really well. But MB hasn't. It's really, really sad. My beloved Hicks is old. And on a bad show. *sobs*
My Broken Social Scene concert was cancelled. No reason, I was just flipping through the paper yesterday and where that club advertises it's shows it just said "Broken Social Scene Cancelled" and nothing else. I'm bitter. That show was going to kick off my fall concert season. At least I still have Snow Patrol, Franz Ferdinand and the Killers/Ambulance Ltd to look forward to.
Listening to: Tiger Lou - Nova Lee
"I don't feel like coming down..."
Watching: Veronica Mars, SG1
Reading: Hot Six
Listening: Coldplay
Lusting: All the TV Boyfriends
Wanting: JOB! Seriously.
Loving: New TV Obsessions
Quoting: "How was your date?" "You know, the conversation was lame, but the sex was great." Veronica to her Dad.
Next Concert: Death From Above 1979
