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| Our floors WERE redone, and they are NOT linoleum!! They put in new wood floors for us in both front living rooms and the front bedroom! We've been happily scrubbing away and beginning to unpack--kitchen stuff at least. We're still in the process of getting our furniture down here, which should happen sometime this week. I can't believe how much I complained about all my crap this spring--it's so nice to unpack things and start putting them away. mmm, I like nesting. In other news, today I found a full set of 1951 edition hardback Chronicles of Narnia at a thrift store. The books went for a dollar each. Fabulous. | | |
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Grey's Anatomy - Season Two
By Ellen Pompeo, Sandra Oh, Katherine Heigl, Justin Chambers, T.R. Knight, Chandra Wilson, James Pickens Jr., Kate Walsh, Isaiah Washington, Patrick Dempsey
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In other news, we can't move in till tomorrow at 4 because our apartment fixer-upper guy is UBERPOKY!!!! I am beginning to dread that this excessive amount of repair time means the demise of the (admittedly old but decidedly charming) dark wood floors in our new casa. I'm having visions of pasty off-white linoleum. cringe. Let's just hope those visions aren't actualized tomorrow, or I shall cry.
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| Ok, apologies all around, I know this post is way overdue. Since my last post I have moved to Chicago, become homeless, found an apartment, become unemployed, gotten a job, and discovered the beauty of the 30-day unlimited ride CTA pass. We can't move into our new apartment until next weekend, and I don't start my job until October 2nd, so things are coming along at their own pace. But the material point is: I have official sources of shelter and income lined up. About which I am most pleased. I'll be working as an HIV/AIDS Outreach Worker for Asian Human Services in North Chicago, so I'm pretty thrilled to get into that field and get some experience. I still don't have a completely full idea of what I'll be doing, but I'm looking forward to getting into the swing of things. Between now and then, I'll be spending my time exploring Chicago as cheaply as possible and moving into our new apartment. I can't wait! This camping out in other people's apartments business is for the birds. Not that I don't love you, girls. : )
By the way, you should all be jealous, because Page and I are well on our way to becoming world-famous Bollywood music video backup dancers. Thanks to Mayor Daley and his free dancer-cize in Millenium Park on Saturday mornings. I hurt like a bad word, but I so have some sweet new moves!
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| Hey! I've just completed my last ever monday at Merry Maids...four more days to go, and I'm outta here! And for the record, I was attacked by merciless canines AGAIN this morning...we called the office to say we weren't doing that house and the manager said, "oh, the other girls said the dogs are really sweet. they just act mean until you go inside, and then they settle down." er, sorry, when they're snarling and throwing themselves against the glass of the front door trying to bite all your appendages off, it's a little hard to care how nice they'll be once you get inside. what's your problem, anyway, DOG?
In other news, I watched Field of Dreams last night with papa Kratky, so I'm now supposedly initiated into a core piece of Americana. Trippy movie, though. Seriously. I guess those of us who have a tenuous relationship with the surreal are allowed mixed feelings about this movie...?
I'm going to spend this week mercilessly chucking whatever useless crap I can find among my belongings--that is, whatever escaped my ruthless scourge in May, plus whatever worthless shit I have accumulated since then (there's always something). For all my dear and near ones out there, this means that things of yours which I salvaged from the co-op pile last time around in a fit of benevolence may or may not have the same luck this time around. I'm sure you understand : ) Somebody should write a shit-chucking ditty that I can sing as I go along. That would be fun, don'tcha think?
k, that's it for now.
xoxo to you all. | | |
| Well, better late than never, I suppose! Abi, I finally finished reading The Man who was Thursday! Do you know, I read all the way up to the last chapter and then had to give it back to the library because the end of the schoolyear hit and everything got way too crazy. So I just checked it out of the library here and finally read the last chapter. What a great book. Everybody read it! It is HI-larious.
I have come to the startling realization that the canine inhabitants of the world seem to have conspired against my existence. A disconcerting thought, you can imagine. This past week alone I have had two near-death experiences at the hands, so to speak, of two different hounds. The first time I was innocently walking a standard poodle (whose name will not be disclosed, but it starts with a B and ends with a "renna") in the park when she bolted off running after a ball so fast that I was jerked off my feet and my body was flying perpendicular to the ground until I hit the grass and slid several feet on my front side. With several neighborhood kids gaping speechless a short distance away. Ow. I don't know if my jeans, my ribs or my dignity took the worst beating. Prolly my ribs cause I fixed my jeans and I didn't have a whole lot of dignity to start off with. Then yesterday, my co-worker and I were unlocking the door to a house were supposed to clean and almost got chewed to shreds by a vicious, snarling bag of fury that charged the door snapping and growling. Needless to say, we did not clean that house. Now I'm not afraid of dogs, but seriously, what's the deal?
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