I am redecorating. I think it's "grow up" time and it is becoming more important to me to have a living space and not just a place I have a key to with all my stuff in it.
That being said, I spent some time today rearranging things and had a basic plan in mind. I got a sewing table from a friend's yard sale and was hoping on moving forward with this today. A major plan was to move a bookshelf to the spare room. I moved shit around in there to accommodate it only to find that the bookshelf needs to be thrown out.
We have a wall in the dining room area that keeps flooding due to the A/C unit. I have told the leasing office and had people out here about 8 times and the unit hasn't been fixed. They put little band aids on but never fix it. I took the books off to move the shelf and there were patches of mold on it.
I TOLD them there was fucking mold in the carpet and they didn't believe me or care to fix it. So, now I have a ruined piece of furniture and cannot progress with the room. Oh well. I got kind of far, I guess.
When I moved Walter's old bed I found hair, hair ties, a Homestar bumper sticker, a pack of cloves and a lighter, and a 10 sided dice. What else would you expect? After the bookshelf stress, the cloves came in handy. Thanks Walter!
Things I am trying to get done: New bedroom furniture New couch Bedspread and curtains for spare room Spray paint lockers Set up sewing station Sew baby blanket for Barker
This weekend was seriously great. I visited Robert's family in Leesburg and then my family in Brooksville on Sunday. We made a day trip and hung out with both. Today I cleaned and organized. Robert and I decided to stay in our apartment for another year. We wanted to move but apartments are stupid pricey. Our apartment offered us a crazy deal to re-sign, so we will this week. It's a nice enough place, we have our issues with it, but whatever.
I got all applied to grad school, so everyone keep your fingers crossed!
In other news, I am still in a funk. Hopefully, I can get into school and start writing again. I need a creative outlet. My only creativity these days is in the kitchen and that is no friend to my waistline! I have been looking into buying a bike. I live next door to the Cady Way trail, so I should take advantage.
I decided to make a quiche yesterday. I had a leftover pie crust and needed to maximize my lunches for work.
I got all the stuff together and got the filling all set. Three cheeses, broccoli, tomatoes, and onions. The pie crust had thawed and everything was going well. Perhaps TOO well.
My pie pan was not deep enough so I decided to bust out the ol' spring form pan. I put the crust in and everything was chugging along as planned. I poured the filling in and the realized that I should have put this on a cookie sheet. I get out a sheet and go to transfer the pan... and the spring sprung leaving my crust to fend for itself. The levee broke and quiche filling quickly flooded my counter top. I rush to grab a bowl to scrape it into hoping to preserve the filling. As I am scrambling (no pun intended)to get the mix into the bowl, Seymour decides to be helpful and lick the filling off of the floor. As he is doing this, mix is still rushing off the counter top and ONTO Seymour. So, at this point I am cleaning AND tripping over a quiche covered pup.
Robert brought me another pie crust because I managed to salvage enough filling for a quiche. And this time, since there was only 2/3 of the filling left, it fit into my regular pie pan. Mother fucker!
But it turned out nicely despite the insanity. Who knew making a quiche could be so exciting?!
In case you don't read my MySpace blog, and because this is just that important, I am posting it here as well.
In elementary school the teachers showed us a bicycle safety video that really just freaked me right the hell out. It was so bad that I would have nightmares about it. For several years after that I would try to describe it to people and no one knew what I was talking about. This has haunted me for years. I felt that maybe I made it up in my dreams and it wasn't real. Today I was reading BoingBoing and LO AND BEHOLD someone posted an article about it WITH A LINK to the video.
Here is a picture and also the link incase you want to be creeped out.
So, this weekend started on Friday after Hell Week at work. Sean came into town and we went to IBar, met up with Pam, did some drinking, etc.
Saturday began with a few errands and then Jai Alai. You know who you are!
After Jai Alai we got some awesome burgers and went to the liquor store. We got to my place and started drinking right away because we wanted to be set for the MONSTER JAM!
We get to the Citrus Bowl area and it is PACKED. Lucky for us we had an Orlando savvy man of action on board that told us to park at the Fairgrounds and ride the free shuttle over to the bowl. We drank malt liquor in the back of the Lynx bus on the way to the jam, get there, get lost inside the bowl, find our seats and get to screaming.
We were rooting for El Toro Loco cause he's the shit. Man, it was awesome.
With the recent fall of my beloved TV-Links, i was fairly certain that my day at work would screech to a halt. I was correct. I am less productive than when i was entering data on one screen and watching old episodes of Dark Shadows on the other. But yet once more, my work place has been darkened as I'm fairly certain that the bastards from on high have blocked MySpace. At least i still have other time wasters like ROFLCOPTER!!!1, boing boing, and the onion.
YOU CAN'T GET ME DOWN, I.T. DEPT! TRY AS YOU MIGHT, YOU WILL NEVER MAKE ME PRODUCTIVE!!!!!