The Girl Who Knew Too Much
Just me, a glass of wine and my neurotic ideas marked by compulsive thinkingWednesday, June 04, 2003
....or maybe a cuddle.
My feet kill and my Melita Fast Brew coffee maker with complimentary frother have been shipped from Amazon dot.com. My mail box key is awaiting me at the realtors, as is my denmark money order ready at Fleet Bank. I need to call Nstar and fill out an address change form at the post office. I also need to notify Verizon of my address change. I want white paint to touch up the trim at my house and need a tea kettle, mugs and tea. A peach for tomorrow's cereal would also be nice but i may have to settle for a banana. Why is it so hard to find fresh cranberries? About my feet, they really really hurt. Curse these shoes. I need to unpack my clothes and a little furniture would be nice. Got a movie that's due back before 11 PM and have to be at work by nine tomorrow. Yup, when will i feel like myself again? Did i mention that some sex would be nice.
Tuesday, June 03, 2003
Well i am officially moved...set up? no. comfortable? getting there. Ready to rock? not quite. I can't install towell bars worth shit and i smacked my back hella good. Im tired and confused and a little fucked up and wishing that things would come together faster. i also need sex.
Monday, June 02, 2003
I'm moving out so you better get this party started. Get this party started when i walk out the house....
Sorry it's stuck in my head. God damn Toyota and their fucking ads. Curse my roommates who don't know how to enjoy a moment without the constant drone of the television in the background. My body aches and I have not slept properly in days. Moving does this to me. It rips me of the ability to sleep while simultaneously ripping my roots from beneath me. everyone keeps saying "yeah but this will be really good" "you'll be much happier on your own" and its like "Yeah, i know...thats obvious. But it doesn't make looking at everything you've collected over 22 years and packing it into boxes and finding new homes for the stuff any easier. Clearly I know im moving on to better things...its more a matter of dealing with where i've been.
I like that sentence.
So anyway let's do the Ann Kerrigan mental checklist. I need to:
-Get remaining groceries from Kitchen
-Get laundry detergent from closet
-Collect toilitries from bathroom
-Pack Makeup
-Hairdryer
-Bedding
-COMPUTER
-Unplug all lamps and remaining appliances--safely store extension cords, etc.
-Return DSL to Shawn
-Wipe down tables
