Evidently

Apparently

So where did we leave off?
Friday was a fun day (not). Woke up at 5, went to school till 3, moved till 5:30 (furniture. I played the part of the guy that says "no no no. That goes here"), then I carried shit in and out of apartment buildings till ... 1? Yeah. 1 AM Saturday. Then I unpacked and got the place sleep ready till 3. Crashed at 3:30 and then now we're on Saturday.
Woke up. Unpacked. Had family over. Entered a twilight zone of tea... Went to mass? Yes I did. Actually. It was fairly neat. I'll probably go again this Saturday if nothing urgent is happening. My parents were happy to see me there. I'd probably not have gone again if I was received poorly ("YOU SHOULDA BEEN HERE FOR DA LAST TOO YEERS") but it was all good.

Sunday I hacked (term used extremely loosely) into cinderellatale 's computer (cause she was locked out) and became the PC-superhero of the day.

Monday comes, school happens, blah blah blah. Still no phone cause Aliant are fail-fags.
They disconnected my phone the 29th/30th but only reconnected me not too long back.
My mother had set up a rush appt for yesterday but the dumb bitch on the phone couldn't tie her shoes without an instruction manual, a stick of glue, and an adult close by. So long story short (a five paragraph story edited to a line) I didn't get internet till 8:30 this morning.

That brings us to today. The apartment is in disarray. My girlfriend, henceforth referred to as Alice, is at school. Jessie (my cat), is getting spayed. Walter (other cat) is sleeping. And I'm surfing the net, procrastinating school work a week overdue.
But hey, I'm home : )

( SCIENCE )
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Still no word on people for the apartment.
Still no word on damage deposit drama.
: (

today I had to get an upper G.I. done. First they put you in clothes that make you fear your reflection, then they make you swallow tiny hand grenades, then they make you swallow Tchernobyl cream and take pictures of you till you puke or they get bored. After that I had blood taken.
I ate, did the dishes and accidentally smacked Walter's head on a door frame really hard (which made me want to die) and that pretty much sums up my day.

Gotta wait till the girlfriend arrives to go get the station wagon to start luggin boxes. Gotta wait for a call from me ma' to see when I can get the keys.

Last night was an okay night at EB but I missed out on selling an edge card on a 54.99 game (i.e. saves the customer 50 cents to get one as opposed to charging them 5) and I was very upset at this.
I hate monitoring and/or worrying about my stats.

*yawn*  Hopefully something will happen today that's worth coming back to type more.
Ciao
 

So I'd love to say "GOT ALL MY PACKIN DUN LAST NIGHT, YEP YEP." but unfortunately I ran out of boxes twenty minutes after my post, and energy shortly thereafter. I went to bed at midnight and slept in till 9 this morning, completely missing bio-chem. I packed till 1 and then scooted off to psyc and here I amz now.
Waiting for more boxes from my mom. No word on the apartment-looking-for-ees. Both of them stood me up. Girls. Tsk-tsk-tsk.

As it stands now I feel bored. Work tonight will suck because I have to kick ass with stats or crash and burn. I'm so not excited.

I guess I'm moving out
It kinda happened in a flash and I'm still in a lease but I'm hoping that'll change soon
Yesterday I went and saw an apartment in a building I've lived in before and I like it so I put down a deposit. Which reminds me I'm currently penniless.
Everything is occurring very quickly and I'm hoping to be out of here by Saturday.

I hate packing.
More later

EDIT1: More now!

My mother has called my apartment people (I donno the formal term) and they say my lease was a 6 month lease after all! I had no idea! To my knowledge, she said "6-month" the guy said "Yeah... right... no..." and then I signed a year one but apparently, wool over my eyes, I signed a 6-month lease they drafted up just for me!
NOW I DON'T NEED TO LOOK FOR ANYBODY TO TAKE MY APT! But if I can FIND anyone it's six hundred bucks (so my hope-i-get-it-soon new acoustic guitar ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah) in my pocket.
Finally, some shit is looking up.
I gotta get back to packing!
 

Edit 2: Updates

lol. Well hypnosis, if I don't have to pay rent 3 times this month (damage deposit, alpha place, new apt) then I won't be penniless.
After a long day of broken cars, scissor-sliced hands, notices of leave, impromptu cat vaccines, phone calls, and of course, packing, I'm back with more on the move.

When we went to get the cat vaccinations, an on the spot decision to get the date that Jessie will be spayed on to come closer, we met my girlfriend's friend there who offered to lend us a vehicle. I'm gonna be probably taking her up on that offer, toting over boxes on thursday and the movers will be coming Friday to get the furniture. Which means that since I"m working tomorrow 6 - 9:30, unless hypnosis or

cinderellatale, or someone else wants to take my shift, I'm gonna be up all night long packing, at school all day tomorrow, showing off the apartment, working, coming home, getting things in order, taking a nap maybe?, then getting the vehicle and going to go see my new landlord, get the keys, bring in boxes, and unpack.
I'll rest when I'm dead, I guess.

Apparently someone is interested in the apartment and wants to see it tomorrow at 3:30 but someone tonight wanted to see it at seven and never showed. I waited till 7:20 before I decided no one was going to tie me down to my apartment when I had places to be.

I feel drained, I'm many hours past a well-deserved deep-breath and a relaxing cup of raspberry White Tea, but the midnight oil begs to be burnt. Tomorrow is not going to be a fun school or work day. Oh dear. Here's more packing.

P.S. Neat fact? My family are the best clients at the vet's, and apparently by far. Who would've guessed? They've knocked off tons of costs before on my prescriptions for Jessie and given me free appointments, and today they gave me a cat toy I was interested in. Also, when I was at the local music & computer store I was given money for my old crappy PC parts without having them tested. I asked if it was okay that they may not work and made sure that I wasn't tricking them but the manager/store owner/really nice guy that seems to be in charge merely smiled and said "Well, we normally test them but, hey, I know where you work *smile*. And we've got so much of your money so now you have some of ours. *friendly wink*" I like being a preferred customer : )

Such a frazzling day.

( Here's the sob-story, if you can bear it. )

Old tv is the new tv. New tv is the old tv. I gave it back to Wal-Mart, with some minor major cosmetic defects from when I (my girlfriend) dropped it on the stone staircase and it slid into my knee bruising me and onto my hand, cutting me... But alas, it's gone.
The colors were great and all. But thirty 1-star reviews and the fact that the component in didn't work really turned me off to keeping it. I'm glad Wal-Mart took it back. If it were a TV store they would have taken out a gun and shot me for trying to return such a badly beaten up TV.
Back to the good ol' Sharp I suppose.

In recent tea news:

• Peppermint tea bags smell great, the tea doesn't taste or smell quite as good (my girlfriend cries out passionately otherwise reading this).
• Green tea: Still awesome.
• Raspberry white tea: Still as good as it sounds and better.
• Lavender and chamomile should be renamed smells-like-trash-but-tastes-arright.
• Jasmine green tea: A very very flowery aroma (as to be expected from Jasmine flowers) and a good taste too. I like it lots

Gotta run!

 

Today I got a new TV. Yessirree.