Tuesday, 18. August 2009, 23:20:35


We're all settled into the new apartment and are about 85% unpacked. The only things we have left to unpack are the 29183712983728917312897 computer reference books we own. Yes - that's the exact number.


I'm currently listening to "
Hooray For Boobies" by
The Bloodhound Gang. Freakin' killer album. I love it - even though it's not Brutal Death Metal. Imagine that...I have a variety of tastes! Who'd a thunk? (The "Hooray For Boobies URL takes you to a video from the album)

I sunburned my freakin' ass. Yes...my tushie is scorched!

I failed to read the little instructional thingy on the tanning bed (it comes free w/ the new apartment) and went in for 20 minutes the first time.

Then Sunny says, "Umm, I just read this thing and it says you're only supposed to go in for 3 minutes the first time!"

Ooopsie!


I had fully intended to take pictures of the new place today, but I cannot locate the proper batteries. I had charged some, but then realized they were the wrong flippin' batteries.

As soon as I unpack 'em, I will get to making vids/taking pics. I know you people have been patient so far and I appreciate it. Please continue to be patient, okay?


Man, these headphones I won from Opera/SteelSeries are freakin' life savers! Apartment living would suck major ass without 'em. I can still blast my eardrums out and not worry about pissin' anyone off!

I'm super pissed off because I cannot seem to get Opera to connect to the Net. I'm writing this w/ Firefox.

I want my Opera back! I've tried everything. I have NO clue WTF is happening. WHY WON'T IT CONNECT?!


Ms. Pac Man > Pac Man

I chose the bananas in honor of Tamil, BTW.

Tamil!


I have missed you guys SO much! I can't even tell you how badly I've been jonesin' for My.Opera!

I'm so stoked to have my system all set up and whatnot. I'll be doing a lot more work in the days to come, but at least I'll still be able to check in here, too.


So, about this apartment - I can tell you about it now, I guess, and then show you pics later on. It's on the top floor (3rd) of the building. The building houses six apartments...three on each side. It's three bedrooms, gas fireplace, central A/C, security alarm in each apartment, a balcony off of the dining room, a balcony off the master bedroom, a bathroom in the master bedroom & another bathroom in the hallway where the other two bedrooms are, an okay kitchen...kinda small, but has brand new appliances, washer & dryer in the apartment, nice carpet 'cept in the kitchen & bathrooms - those have linoleum. I can't really think of anything else. It's SO quiet in here. I was afraid we'd always be hearing our neighbors and smelling what they're cooking - like in apartments I've lived in when I was younger. Nope. This place is freakin' solid. I have yet to hear a neighbor or smell raunchy food.


The amenities of the apartment complex are seriously the icing on the cake. Swimming pool that goes to 6', hot tub, fitness room, tanning bed (as you already know

), tennis court, and access to the "Clubhouse" where we can have meetings with clients, parties on birthdays, or whatever else we'd want to use it for. I doubt we ever will, though.

I've gone swimming every single day that the weather has allowed it. I've been getting fairly tan and also losing a shitload of weight. The combination of exercising and not being able to eat has trimmed my fat ass way down!


I have no idea why I'm having a problem eating. This is my theory: When we were in the old house and had SO much stress on our backs, I was unable to eat. I just couldn't do it - too much stress. Now that we're settled into the new place, I think my body is really used to surviving on next to nothing, so my stomach has shrunk all up. Now it takes a fraction of the food to fill me up that it used to...when I eat. I'm honestly scared to eat anymore because I've been vomitting every time I DO eat. WTF?! Like I told Lonnie - I think it's just my body doing it's best to recuperate from the intense stress we went through. I'm sure I'll be piggin' out on Nutella in no time!


Soooo, get this! The day we went to pick up the U-Haul truck so we could begin loading it, we left our SUV parked on the street in front of the house for the first time EVER. When we arrived back at the house with the truck, our fucking ('scuse the language, but this is a touchy subject) SUV was gone. The mothereffin' bastards came and repo'd our SUV!

Now we have no vehicle. Lucky for us, my Mom has her car, so she's been letting us borrow it here and there when we need it. Thank God!..and Mom!


Yesterday was my Mom's 62nd Birthday, BTW. She claims she turned 39 AGAIN, but meh...get a grip, woman! She went swimming with Sunny and me yesterday. I also baked her a cake. I couldn't afford to do anything else for her, so I just did my best to be really nice and help her to have a good day.


Back to the SUV - Normally I would be SO incredibly upset over it. But after looking homelessness in the face for two weeks, it hardly even affected me. Who cares about a vehicle? We have a roof over our heads! Besides, the car payment was WAY too high, so now we can save up for a cheap little piece of shit that'll get us from point A to point B. I'm not trying to impress my fellow drivers by any means.

Lonnie's desk is so freakin' monstrous that we had to put our dining room set in our storage thingy and he set the big-ass desk up in the dining room. We eat dinner in the living room hovering around the coffee table.

No biggie AT ALL!!! At least we have a place to put our stuff.

Mmmmm....coffee. I missed it so much!


I forgot to mention that we have a garage, too. Apparently the manager woman liked us so much that she threw in the $60/mo. garage for free! She also took off the pet fee because I'm on SSI and she said that I could claim my cats as service animals.

The only service they really provide is shitting, pissing, eating, sleeping, and shooting dirty looks, but okay! No pet deposit works for us!!!


Actually, my cat - Araya, is soooo sweet & affectionate. She's a talker, too. Man, she babbles a lot. I have NO idea what makes her think that's okay to do!


OMFG!

I have GOT to tell you what just happened!

My Mom came over to me and asked me, "You want to harvest my crops, or should I hire a whore to do it?" I said fairly loudly (because I've been blasting music in my headphones), "Go ahead and hire a whore!"....The problem with this scenario is that Lonnie is currently on the phone with a client! Hahahahahahaaaaaaa....can you image talking to him and hearing, "HIRE A WHORE" in the background?!

....

(She was referring to Farm Town over on Facebook)

Okay, I think I'll shut up now. Hahaha...I'm just crackin' up too much to be productive. Love you guys!