Tag Archives: moving

waiting

Waiting is a dangerous thing. I decided to head in hella early this morning instead of cuddling with my baby. I left my house at 6:28. Turns out it was a good thing. As I was smoothly sailing past 101 on 880 there was a traffic announcement of a six car accident, a two car accident, and a three car accident on the freeway at various points along my route. My commute time would have doubled if I would have waited twenty more minutes.

Instead I get to wait around at school. Part of the reason I came in so early was I thought I was going to do a presentation second period. Turns out I wasn’t! Then… another teacher couldn’t do it so the administration was happy to have me around and prepared. Good thing! 🙂

Now I’m waiting on my next period. I am all set and ready to go. I’m also ready for 5th period, provided of course that I can make my stupid laptop work with the projector. *sigh*

It’ll work out. I’m just waiting…

This afternoon I get to go pick up Uncle Bob’s Truck. See, there are trucks and then there are Trucks. This is a Truck. Tonight at home I will be tossing the last of my shit in boxes and dragging boxes down to the garage to make them easier to move tomorrow. I just want this to be done already.

suckage and annoyance and alright fine some good stuff too.

So I saw an apartment today in Willow Glen. The location would be ideal. It was really large for a one bedroom apartment–probably more than 600 sq feet. The kitchen was decent the closets rocked. (Clothing closet about 8 ft long with two shelves above and two linen closets.) The downsides are: it is up a very narrow and obnoxious flight of stairs and would suck to move into and they don’t allow cats. That last bit is a deal breaker unfortunately. SUCK

So looks like I am moving into the 500 sq foot apartment that is on Camden not far from Blossom Hill. It is plenty big enough for my needs and they are alright with me keeping Puff. I’m ok with it. It’s about 15 minutes from the school on city streets or 10 minutes on the freeway. I will be content I think.

This will be the first time in my life I have lived completely and totally alone. It’s kind of scary. I will have just Puff and Ted to ward off the boogiemen. I’m feeling kind of pathetic because I have a serious lack of kitchen stuff. Once upon a time I had it, but my brother needed it and I didn’t so I let him have it and he still has it. Oh well. No use crying over spilt milkshake. Hmmmm I should make a milkshake.

My sense of perspective is all fucked up these days. Who lives nearish to San Jose? Who will I start bugging to come over cause I hate being alone?

I can’t waaaaaaaaaaaait until I get to sleep later. My early day is 8:20 and if I live down there I will need to leave my house at 7:30 on that day. Dude. Now I’m leaving my house at 6:30. On Thursdays and Fridays I won’t have to leave until 8:30. God it will be awesome. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. I’m very tired and out of it and confuzzled. I want my brain back.

I also want some comments. Show me some love, damnit.

Stuff I’m getting rid of.

I assume that some of my friends are interested in some of this stuff, so I’ll let ya’ll have first crack.

One green suede skirt, knee length size 14. ($15)
One black pvc dress. Sleeveless, zipper up the whole front, scoop neck, size 14ish. ($10)
A huge stack of vintage seamless stockings. Fits approximately a size 8/10 leg. (free to a good home)
One black pvc dress in size large. It is kind of snake skin looking with a zipper down the front that allows some extra room or makes it tighter. The zipper is over a pleat kind of thing. ($25)

White baby doll pumps in a size 8. ($5) They are fairly scuffed. These stupid things scuff the first time you wear them. If you want them, take the suckers.
These shoes http://www.pierresilber.com/blhihesh.html in size 9 (they run small). ($10)
These shoes http://www.pierresilber.com/5oxford.html in size 9 (they run small). ($10)

Prices are based on what I paid when I bought it and how many times I wore it. If anyone wants to be nice and give me more money that would be just fine. Or I suppose you could try to negotiate me down if you are also a poor person and you think I will have pity on you.

Damn this link has shrunk. Thanks ya’ll!

prep for moving

So far I have collected 24 grocery bags worth of books to get rid of (maybe half of one of those bags is Puppy’s stuff) and I have a lawn trimming bag of clothes. We are going to be getting rid of a bunch of kitchen stuff as well. I can feel my belongings cry as they think of going away. 🙁

But Jesus Christ on a pogo stick by the third move in just over a year it is time to pare down.