Hubuduh What?

bye bye couch. bye bye ac.
2006-08-15 : 10:51 am

Guess what today is?

Today is MOVING DAY!!!

The frat boy, the 19 year old frat boy is moving out AS WE SPEAK! His uncle and some random guy are here helping him. It's 11:35 and they are drinking beer. The uncle is saying repeatedly "I hate you" because the fratboy is telling him he has to move furniture. I still have to live with the 21 year old musician who has the emotional intelligence of a 13 year old, and there will be moving in a 20 year old lesbian who seems to still need to belong to the Popular Crowd, (she's gonna LOVE me!) but one idiot down! Yeah!

OK so this is my apartment. I'm sitting in the living room working, everyone's lolling about smoking weed, a hot blonde comes sauntering down the hallway, gives a cute wave and leaves. About 3 minutes later one of the guys lolling about on the couch smoking weed says to the other 2, "Dude, see that blonde girl? She came over from JP Licks last night." Then they all laugh loudly and high five, congratulating each other on their conquests, as if they ALL slept with her.

Meanwhile I just found out the fratboy is taking with him not only my air conditioner but the couch I'm currently sitting on, plus it's accompanying coffee table. Now, obviously he's taking them because they belong to him, but it's like, totally bumming me out, man.

OK well actually, I can live without the AC and am actually really excited to open my window and have some fresh air up in that bitch. But the couch, man... It's the only one I've been comfortable on in my weakened condition. You know what, though? I'm improving by leaps and bounds with every passing moment, so I think I'll survive.

ADDENDUM: In related news, I just got a call from our lovely HR person at work, telling me that my lovely bosses have decided to predate my insurance coverage to last Wednesday. All I have to make absolutely certain of right now, is that that insurace policy covers chiropractic. Which I THINK IT DOES! YEAH!

I love blogging. It's the only place where you can be truly self-referential and not come off like a self-obsessed asshole. You don't know what I'm talking about? Let me link to myself in a previous entry. Seriously, though... for as long as I keep this up, as long as this data is stored somewhere (hm, maybe I should make backups) I will always have a daily to weekly account of my life when I was in my mid 20's (shut up, 27 is TOTALLY mid-twenties. It's late mid-twenties. Or at least, early late twenties).

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