What's that about??
God, January! 2006! What the!
I was going to write some lame thing about how I would be back with stuff to say, but man,
I am always saying that! And that's bullshit. So! Right now my living room is filled with
Tiffany, Emily, Roban, and in-town-for-the-weekend Molly, and they're all watching the final
episode of Making the Band however-many again. (Clllllass! "It was clear what you
wanted! So you... pushed up on it!")
Uncle Stephen came by last weekend bearing many lovely gifts, including one of these -- a bar butler! We
have named him "Lurch." Naturally. We thought we were onto something,
with the lovely measured dispensing of alcohol, but a friend pointed out that this just
means we can never lie to ourselves about how much we've had to drink. "I just poured in a
little! No, no, that was two ounces. Wait, four ounces! Oh, dear."
Oooh, also, home improvement projects! Corner shelves painted white and installed in
the corner of the kitchen next to the pass-through, a dowel rod painted white plus
eye-screws and S-hooks became a utensil rack above the sink and stove. So crafty!! The
drill was put to much good use, but in the process we discovered that maybe the walls of our
home do not contain any studs. None! Our stud-finder has certainly been wrong every
time. I'm hoping there are a couple lurking in the corner of the living room where we want
to put up some serious shelving to hold heavy stuff, or else my art junk is going to live on
the floor forever.
I keep poking around, looking for jobs, but I can't bring myself to apply for any of them.
I'm afraid nowhere will be as nice and pleasant as my current one, but I'm also growing
increasingly frustrated there, and I'm starting to get grumpy overall as a result. That
will not do! So: sucking it up and looking. Yeah.