whats a happenin'

1. i basically have one month to find a new place to live.

2. i also have one month to pack. oh gosh.

3. there's new management at PH...i love the change. it's so refreshing and it makes me work harder and better. i'm excited.

4. i'm still waffling about getting a second job. i applied at the fishers library because they had a circulation position posted on their webpage...i emailed the address it gave, i went there and filled out an application...and i never heard back from them. dorks. so i think i might apply at a bead store. still thinking.

5. stupid jezebel got out and was stuck in a tree again. i didnt even know it until i was leaving with scott and heard some cat meowing somewhere and he was like, "hey, that's jezebel." i thought it was a joke at first. she came right down this time though. and just as i got her some maintenance guy came with an office lady from the neighborhood next door and i think she would've ended up with animal control or the humane society if we hadn't grabbed her just then. i need to buy pet tags!

6. i am addicted to the show weeds. i love it. it's so addicting. i hate everything its about, but i love the show.

7. i also love watching Real Estate Pros. it's a show about a company that flips houses. love it.

8. i sure hope there's a washer and dryer IN my next apartment. i sure hope.

9. i am poor. very, very poor.

10. managers at pizza hut used to always get tickets to the colts games. one or two games each a year. NOT THIS YEAR! now it's only ops managers and up (two levels above me). sucks. not that i care about hockey* but the tickets probably would've ended up being transferable and then scott would've been super happy. he went on the extra tickets that would've been mine last year (i didnt claim any because michael said i couldn't transfer them....turns out i could). sad for him this year.

11. scott's stepdad lou had two strokes in the past two weeks. i think he's doing fine, last i heard he's still in the hospital though. keep him and the family in your prayers!

*just kidding. i'm not THIS stupid. i just pretend.

The Spider Story: 2007

so i'm sitting in my living room today with scott and a few of friends, and rich ACTUALLY stops in (*gasp*). while he's there i notice an itty bitty spider hanging from the ceiling and make rich kill it. the end.

no wait, it's not the end. right after rich left, we spotted three more itty bitty hangy downy spideys. killed thems. started to get suspicious. stupidly looked up at the ceiling.

HOLY MOTHER CRAP FRICK FRICK FRICK

something or someone decided it would be a good idea to deposit their eggsack somewhere in my apartment, and it hatched a bajillion thousand million hundred itty bitty hangy downy spiders that were swarming all over the ceiling, coming out of corners and doorframes....uggggh.

i fortunately had to get to work immediately so i ran out the door (screaming), put scott in charge of talking to the office, and left my problems at home. scott said they didn't believe him when he said there were "spiders everywhere." they told him to get rid of cobwebs. he told them it wasn't like that. they still didn't believe him. he had to bring a maintenance guy down and drag him into my apartment and show him the nest of evil. then they believed him.

the exTerminator comes out on friday. until then, the apartment has been Raided and i'm keeping the can by my side...just in case.






has anyone else noticed that once a summer i have a spider fiasco? i don't like this life.

amendment

i'm just kidding, i love boys. the good ones, at least.

especially when a car full of them pulls up ready to destroy one bad one. even if they're five minutes too late.

he sure was lucky.





i love scott.

heck yes

a couple of days ago i put on my earrings that scott gave me for christmas (diamonds, yes). one of them had a defective back, but i found one from another pair that would work fine with them. i hadn't worn them very much due to that just so that they wouldn't fall out of my ears.

then i went shopping with my pal tara.

when i got home i discovered that one of the earrings was missing (NOOOOOOOOO). and it was the good one. dang it.

i told scott, and i felt really bad about it. he's been making me feel bad over it the past few days.



but then today, what does he do? he shows up with a brand new pair of diamond earrings for me!

he's such a keeper.

what?

i went mallwalking this morning for the first time in my life.

i also went book shopping.

and i bought an imogen heap cd. i already knew i was in love, but this solidifies it.

and i ate bourbon chicken for lunch.

and i bought rich and scotty little stuffed replicas of their mom's dog, star, in a candy store.


i want to go to build-a-bear.

i will probably finish kurt vonnegut's "galapagos" sometime early this morning or tomorrow afternoon. and i am liking it.


oh, and there's a playstation 3 in my house now. they threatened to sell the gamecube off to buy a couple of ps3 games but i raised cain about it, so it isnt happening. be content with your madden, fools.

a weird habit and a new passion

i've gotten into this weird habit of getting up at a quasi-normal hour (i.e. 10 or 11 a.m.), going through the day, and then taking a 4 or 5 hour nap starting around 5 or 6 p.m. and then i'm up for a few more hours of activity.

i think part of it is my work hours have slightly adjusted due to the new person doing the schedule...i have more morning hours now. i'm not used to it yet.



yeah.

anywho, scott went crazy when the playstation 2 died and bought a nintendo gamecube off his friend for $30. i've never been tempted to learn anything on the playstation. but the gamecube is a different story....i grew up on the super nintendo, after which i developed a taste for the old school nintendo and learned to enjoy the nintendo 64 while babysitting the kid across the street....so the gamecube is right up my alley. i'm addicted to mario party 7, and i just spent around 4 hours playing paper mario: the 10-thousand year door.

too...much....time....on...my....hands.

but its time that can't be spent doing much else, because it's time that doesn't match up with normal people's lives....alas. i'm doomed.

fated to a life of insomnia.





niner licked herself a bald spot on the inside of one of her back legs. my mom's 20 pound cat, jake, did the same thing on half of his stomach. cats are wiggatory.



a fun thing to do: enter one of your friend's cell phone numbers as "booty call" instead of their name. this one's for you, tara robb.

oh my car

okay, so the brakes were already on the way to the graveyard.

and it needed an oil changed desperately.

and then one day i woke up and went out to go to work and the front left tire was completely flat.




ta da! scott turned into super boyfriend and took it and paid for an oil change and a new tire on saturday. the guy at car x told him he'd give it a couple more days before the brakes went out.

so we took it today to get new brake pads, thinking that was all the problem.

WRONG! zing.

a bunch of mechanic words later, i find it's costing around $450 to get my brakes in happy working order. yesssssssssssssssssss.



i love cars.

someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide

>where were you while we were getting high?


no, i've never been high. i'm just listening to oasis. ah, the good ol' days.

scott likes his new job. he said it's "chill." i assume that's good. when you describe objects, situations, and people with temperatures it's usually a good thing. she's "hot." this is a "cool" band. yes, it works.

amy m. (PH manager who does schedule) had said a few months back that she would try and schedule us managers so that we'll each get a weekend off, rotated. well, everyone else got theirs (and then some for some people *cough*), and now being the lowest on the totem pole, i finally get mine! so i'm off this saturday and sunday (UNHEARD OF). rumor has it i'm traveling up to marion on saturday for a playdate with j.schall.

he loves it when you call him that.

in other news, it's almost christmas and i'm basically done with shopping save a few stocking tids and bits for scott and rich, and then a present for lou (scott's stepdad) and david (scott's lil bro). adn i think we still have rich to shop for, i'll have to check. but yeah. peeps should be happy. meres, your jizzunk i had shipped straight to ya's. or should i say, mzizzle evanspants. how you like that. twentytwoandahalf.

and then the twentieth of this month scott and i will have been together for a WHOLE FREAKING YEAR. i got him a good present, because he always gets me good stuff.




you know the rural legend (are there such things? there's urban legends, so i assume there's rural legends) that you can smell snow before it comes? it's so freaking true, and i can do it.

like, the other day, scott was all "it's going to snow. it's cold" and i was all "sniff. no it's not. i can't smell any snow." and it didn't snow. and then the next day as soon as i walked outside i said to him "OH it's going to snow now. i definately smell it today." and then that night it snowed.

i'm so amazing at stupid stuff, like smelling snow or making pizza. ah, life.

i'm going to go play the freaking sims now.

finally!

i'm going to be a bridesmaid!

yes!


scott got a new job at boston market (which is located next door to pizza hut). i'm considering getting a second job there if they're hiring part-timers for the morning. and then i could get my insurance through them instead of pizza hut which would rule because i'd get dental and vision along with medical. pizza hut just offers medical, and that's wiggity wack. honestly.

oh, and if you need a job, pizza hut is DEFINATELY hiring. it could just be a night gig, or a some nights gig. we're flex. and we want YOU. servers, drivers, but mostly kitchen people.