Just heard an awful car alarm go off for three minutes. It sounded normal, then dipped into a minor key, then sounded like its battery was dying, then sounded normal again. I want those three minutes of my life back. Alas. Having a strange day today. Someone left me a quote by Paulo Cohelo which made me smile so wide my cheeks hurt, and LivingSocial had an $18 deal for a speed-dating event which (naturally) I had to look up… … I almost fell out of my chair, laughing. They had events for all kinds, but pretty much assumed you… I’m not done yet.
Posts Tagged: children
I’ve come to the conclusion, recently, that my apartment building houses a lot of dogs. And I’ve come to the conclusion, recently, that some of the people who own said dogs really shouldn’t because some of the animals who bark really sound like they’re stressin’ the fuck out. Every now and then I think about getting a dog. I prefer dogs to cats, though I’ve grown up with both. And I haven’t yet because it’s a financial- and time-suck, and I’d have to plan that out and not devote my life to work and extracurriculars. And because I don’t want… I’m not done yet.
Today, I faced a fear. What was that fear, you ask? Putting in an air conditioner window unit. I’ve never done it before. I’ve thought about doing it plenty of times. And then, miraculously, there was always someone there to do it for me. But this year, ’twas not to be. The weather wasn’t really warranting a/c use, anyway. That is, until today. (When it was supposed to rain but did not and so all that meant was that it was humid! HUMID!) I walked into my apartment, immediately started flowing sweat like it was my job and thought, “What’s… I’m not done yet.
First off – have to give a huge shout out to the mothers on this mother’s day, who shot children out of their vaginas (as Juno once said, “like free iPods”). This joke obviously doesn’t work if you had a C-section, but I’m sure you can imagine – even if you don’t want to. In case you were wondering, no, I’ve never had children. I spent yesterday and some of today with my stepmom and most of today with my mom. They’re two totally different ladies, but each one of them is awesome. When I was at dinner with my… I’m not done yet.
It’s official: I am the antagonist of the beloved Dr. Seuss book Green Eggs and Ham. Does it mean I don’t eat eggs? No. Does it mean I won’t eat green things? Nuh-uh. Am I a vegetarian? Only sometimes. Strangely, I found myself thinking of this book as I once again searched for apartments today. And here’s my dilemma: I want to move out of this apartment, yes, but I seem to be stubbornly clinging to my neighborhood. It’s MINE. I’ve lived here for three years and I cherish it so. And people say, “You never know until you try,” and… I’m not done yet.