So today after Sarah and I got home from work, we raced to the mailbox to see if my copy of Ciao, Baby had arrived yet. NOPE. GOD. DAMNIT. As I was cursing on our way back to the apartment, this guy says hi to us and starts trying to talk us into setting up the COMCASTIC! Triple Play whatsit. So we let him in and talk about it and let our cats assault him and whatnot and by the time he left we had signed up to get service set up on Thursday morning. HEH. Hopefully we'll manage. I know we definitely can after I pay off my loan from my mom. That's 1 1/2 months from now, and that's around when we'll be billed (apparently), so yeah. I guess we're good. The only thing I don't like is the idea of a landline, 'cause we honestly don't need one. But meh. Yay for impending interbutts that don't cut out all the goddamn time. Heh. AND TV. AHMFUG. So excited for TV. And we get it in our effing rooms as well. EXCITING.
Anyhow. After all that we spent like 3 hours cleaning the fucking hell out of this place. Cleaned and mopped the kitchen, pantry, bathroom, vacuumed, took out a shit ton of trash and recycling. Moved some shit into storage. Yay.
Oh. And I'm currently seeing a very special someone. Yes. Very special indeed. *insert buttuhflies and gooey wub*
And yeah. Flamingly pissed that my glorious album hasn't arrived yet. Maybe tomorrow. I guess until then I'll just have to be satisfied with what they put up on their myspace today. *sigh*
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