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Sorry, I didn't die. I just suck at working two jobs, finding a place to live, preparing to move AND updating the blog. I guess I just wasn't cut out for this type of crazy lifestyle. Sorry to disappoint you all.
So, the big news is I leave in two weeks! Yikes! I still don't have a place to live, mostly because I am really picky and don't want to live with other people, yet can't really afford to pay much for rent. I guess beggars can't be choosey, but we'll see. Also, I haven't even began looking for a job, which is another problem with committing to a higher rent than what I am used to. Sigh. But, Portland is the new Gillette so at least if all else fails I can live for a week with each person I know there and that would afford me about two months time.
Also, I gave my notice at my second job tonight. However, I'm a little more nervous about telling my real job, Gymboree, that I am leaving. This is partially because I like the job and the people. And, it is partially because I JUST got a raise this week and have been training for yet another department. Honestly, I have no idea what these people see in me or why they think I am so great, but whatever.
Oh, and the roommates... ugh. So, Kristin (effervesence) left for Nebraska this week and won't be back before I leave. She subleased her room and the gal is moving in tomorrow I guess, so we'll see how that goes. Anyway, I swear the minute she left things went to shit. I think everyone else was afraid to rebel against her mostly because it would have upset the chi in the house. So, she cleaned the entire house before she left so that the gal who is moving in would not be disgusted when she arrives, but it is a disaster already. Two of the roommates are really dirty and one of them and the other roommate are moving to scotland in a couple of weeks and preparing all of their crap for the trip and a garage sale.
So, there are bags and boxes of clothes all over the house along with the normal spills on the countertops and rotting food and pots and pans overflowing from the sink. Then, I woke up this morning to find that Kristin's couch has been moved to the patio! The patio! Outside! Exposed to the elements for no good reason. In its place is a couch that was found on the street! Are you f***ing kidding me?! They put her couch in the back yard and put a couch that some dog probably p***ed on in its place. I do not understand this logic. In the process of switching the couches, they broke both of the fans. Both of them! Not one, but TWO! They also had me call Kristin to find out where her spare key for her car was because she left it in the driveway, which would have upset their plans for their garage sale and Kristin and I get along so they wanted me to call her.
Oh, another thing I will not miss: The open cabinets. I swear they are completely incapable of closing cabinet doors in the kitchen. And they don't just leave one ajar once in awhile. They literally leave all of them all the way open all the time. Needless to say, when I got tired of scrubbing the kitchen clean once a week back in October, I also stopped useing the kitchen and dining table. I will occasionally bake something in the oven, but I wash the dishes first, line them with foil, wash them after and put them away. Then I get the heck out of there for fear that extended exposure may scar me forever with some awful disease.
And I cannot explain without scratch and sniff how badly Shaina (my room roommate) smells! You know how those leather Dr. Marten-esque chunky sandals would get kind of a funky smell if you got them wet and wore them without socks. I guess it's the same smell that occurs if you wear tennis shoes without socks. Or sweat in general and don't shower. Yeah, she's basically like a walking sweatsock. I literally throw up in my throat a little bit everytime she comes within 10 feet of me. And she says the dog smells... I don't get it. I can't smell the dog. The dog doesn't make me want to vomit when he is right up in my face, but her smell does. I guess she is just used to it or something. Whatever.
All I can say is I won't miss this place one bit. And I will never live with a million people again. And I will never, ever, ever, live with people I have never met. And I will NOT share a room. No matter how poor I am. It's time to be on my own. Or maybe just live with one other person who I meet in advance. Oh yeah, and I was just reminded that I can't understand a word Shaina says. All I know is that she YELLS all the time. She doesn't know about six inch voices. And she whines when she talks to her boyfriend. Haaarrrrriiiiissss!!!!!! Why'dyouhanguponme!?!?!?! Whatthehell! You'resostupid!!! Gobuymeapresentandpaymyrentandallmyotherbills. HHHAAARRRIIIISSSS!! GAWD!
Shoot me now. I don't know if I can make it two more weeks. Not without Kristin on my side! Here's hoping I can make it.
Sorry for all the complaining. I promise I will be in a better mood in a couple of months when I am all settled in Portland with my own space and less stress. Hope everyone else is less frazzled than I.