(Note: this statement does not come from the fact that I'm listening to what I'm listening to right now. Emo doesn't affect me. I think. I hope. Oh, crap, I'm not emo, I swear.)
I am becoming the most boring person I know. This really isn't that hard, I suppose, considering how excessively interesting the people I know are. But still... this isn't a great development.
Look, I have proof.
The latest excitement for me: buying a bed. The transaction was completed last Saturday and it should arrive on my doorstep on Friday. I've been sleeping on the same bed for almost 15 years and figured it was about time to graduate to a grownup bed. It's a good reason to get new sheets. You know, before I stop having disposable income and all. And since the numerologist clearly said I'd be meeting someone marriageable in the next couple of years... Might as well plan ahead.
Yes, the numerologist said. So, this alleged guy needs to be shorter than 6'5" or so to fit into the bed. That's really limiting. But he's also supposed to be someone I meet through work. Everyone at work seems to be short. This probably won't be the problem. If I'm working where I think I'll be working I suspect most of the men will be of the gay variety. But this, also, won't be the problem. The potential problem is that it's OK if I cheat on him with my actual soulmate, who will saunter into my life a few years later. The numerologist said I could settle for either. Charming. I'm so like that anyway, a cheater and settler.
Numerologists sure are helpful. My life is all planned out for me and all I had to do to ready myself for it was to buy a bed and now everything else will fall into place.
Did I mention the numerologist outlined my future when I was still living in Japan, and that it was all translated by my J-friend who, I admit, is very good at translation? I'd be very surprised if it all unfolded as she said, though she was right about my work situation and the school thing...
Other thrilling developments in my life, aside from the unhealthy stock in paranormal info:
1) I started hanging pictures around the apartment. With nails. And no tape measure. They might be crooked, but I'm just excited to see them up.
2) I've managed to use my dishwasher thrice since moving in. I purchased two types of dishwashing agents to see which of the two is going to win this round of competition. Next I'll be testing some of the gels, which really seem sort of bad and abnormal, but promise no streaks. Which, suddenly, seems really important.
3) Apparently, since I didn't get tickets to the Tony Bourdain reading last Sunday, I'll almost for sure be able to go to the Doug Coupland reading in a couple weeks. DCoup!
4) The Grates are playing at Limerick Junction on the 30th! They opened for We Are Scientists and were FUN!!! Aerobic workout on stage a la Jane Fonda! Wanna come with?
5) The damage deposit on the old place FINALLY showed up in the mail today with a kind note from my old landlord.
6) Today I finished a literary chick lit book, a take on "Persuasion," which, of course, I love. JA is rad. It wasn't so obvious as the movies are when they adapt her work, like Clueless.
7) I still can't find the frickin' cord for my frickin' digicam so I can frickin' download my frickin' pictures. Frick!
I totally refuse to listen to anything from Chris Carrabba except for the LP "The Places You Have Come To Fear The Most." Refuse. He makes me cry big salty tears into old books.
Currently listening :
The Places You Have Come To Fear The Most
By Dashboard Confessional
Release date: 20 March, 2001
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