I have moved into a new apartment.
My name is on a legal document with a significant other (who is not Mason).
I turn thirty two this weekend. I keep thinking I'm turning thirty three.
A hurricane named after me is set to hit (ok, at least brush) New York for my birthday.
My bowl is broken; I did not go crazy. Maybe just a little crazy, but not much.
My cat has learned how to spoon.
Orchid blooming in the bathroom. The moonvine didn't die, but did refuse to grow this year.
I really want to shave my head but I like my haircut so I feel like I can't shave it all off right now.
The keys for my new apartment are ugly so I can't wear them on a chain around my neck. I hate keys in my pockets.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
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Congrats on the apartment.
Significant others make life more interesting, especially when mixed with legalities.
Thirty-two...wow, you're old ;-)
Hurricanes are amazing, happy birthday to you.
Sorry about your bowl. I do hope you did something at least a little rash after the fall. If you resist those urges too often you lose a little bit of yourself. (yes, very very much spoken from experience)
I've learned, I don't actually like cats after all, a lizard crawling randomly around the house, however, is relatively cool. Only took me 25 years to discover this.
Good job on the orchid
Shave your head, vanity is pointless.
Make a copy of your key...they only copy the part that goes in the lock so you might be able to get one that is prettier.
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