Mar. 5th, 2009

kjpepper: (evil)


Today's less than 2 hours old and it's already in the shitcan.

Some days I really have to wonder if I'm just doomed to ruin every single good thing I ever have going for me.

*sigh*

Mar. 5th, 2009 04:27 am
kjpepper: (these eyes do more than see)
well one good thing about being upset, I suppose... I just spent the last three hours packing/cleaning like a fiend. Any clothes not going with me to NY have been stuffed into my trunk (poor old-ass thing, I think this is the last move it'll survive) or are in a heap on my floor awaiting a goodwill bag to be stuffed into. much of the random bric a brack has been cleared from the bookshelf and dresser, sundart's nightstand has been cleared off and a good chunk of the crap has been emptied out of my closet. I was sort of pleased/annoyed to find a couple of missing items in there for which I'd probably been looking for at least a year.

I should sleep. but I probably won't.
kjpepper: (HA HA HA dead)
It's old, and involves the Princess Bride. Deal.

kjpepper: (lost (stitch))
I keep dreaming about 222 Elm. That damn house is stalking me and laughing at the fact that I could never afford it in a million years (and apparently neither can anyone else - it's still on the market).

I am so done with moving every 2 years, I swear. I hate the packing, I hate the uprooting, I have the psychological crap I go through during long drawn out transitions. At least this time I don't have to worry much about the scrubbing, as we all seem to be forfeiting our security deposits to J and S in order to get out of the post move scrubbage. I really am half inclined to find myself a house when I come back just so I can put down some damn roots and stay somewhere for a while.

I was having a conversation with a friend yesterday about how they never want to get married, have kids or buy a house because all of those things = trapped to them. Me... I don't know. The goings on of the past couple of years have kinda soured me on committed long-term relationships to the point where I roll to disbelieve in forever, but the abstract concept of it all is still something I chase because I'm jonesing hard for something stable and consistent right now - something to go home to every night and not have to worry about where I'll be (or who I'll be with - lets be honest here) in the next year or five. And since I don't have much faith in people right now or in myself ever, I guess I'm turning to real estate as my new metaphor for stability... in abstractia anyway. Not that real estate can't leave you too by way of fire or foreclosure. But... meh. Even if I can't afford it in this lifetime, there is something rather comforting in the idea of 222 Elm... probably all that brick. It looks like a heavy, solid house - something about it just says "yeah... I always was here, and I'm gonna stay here until they tear me down. Which they won't cause I'm a goddamn historic landmark, muuuuhahahaha. Come all ye big bad wolves just try to huff and puff at my ass.... CAUSE I'M A BRICK.... HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUSE."

.....okay, got a little carried away there. But yeah. *sigh* Back to work and packing.

ARGH

Mar. 5th, 2009 05:49 pm
kjpepper: (get well gnome)
I just got an automated message that my Humira scrip won't arrive 'till Monday.

This is the point where I go "Oh for fuck's sake" and bang my head against the desk for a few minutes.
kjpepper: (om nom nom)
Okay, not starting, lets get real.

But lets talk crack cocaine Girl Scout cookies for a second. I have never ever understood people's unholy obsessions with Thin Mints. I always thought they tasted kinda like chocolate covered cardboard soaked in mouthwash.

By contrast, if you are foolhardy enough to try to get between me and a box of Samoas/Caramel Delights, I. Will. Cut. You. And you will deserve it.

And does anyone actually like Do-si-dos? Just curious.

Discuss.

YAY

Mar. 5th, 2009 08:13 pm
kjpepper: (iPepper)
Thru You is back online! (they were having bandwidth issues.)

If you haven't seen this yet, go now. your brain will explode with ear candygasm around 0:41 into the first track.

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