July 29th, I bought a new bike. It took three months minus one day for it to get stolen. I got home last night around 10pm, and as I have for the last three months (minus one day), I locked my bike to my roommate’s flat-tired, rusted-out bike, which is (well, was) locked to a ...
I am a terrible cleaner. I keep my kitchen completely spotless because I spent some time living with people who let food fester and attract pests, but otherwise, my place generally veers between “hit by a tornado” and “aftermath of a car bomb.” Having been unemployed and stuck at home long enough, however, I’ve finally ...
I went to take the trash out when I came back from my swim at the gym today, and as I walked past my apartment complex’s pool, I was a little surprised to see a pair of ducks swimming around: I’ve seen seagulls in there before, which didn’t seem that unusual since I’m only about ...
Most of the fleas I’ve been battling, however, are. Huzzah! I hit a bunch of the rest with a big-ass can of Raid this evening, and they do not seem to have recovered…yet. Unfortunately, because of my high sensitivity to the bites, I’m still absolutely covered in them. Even the smallest ones take well over ...
…at 5:30 this morning as I dragged my sorry ass to the gym: A freakishly gigantic spider dangling from my porch light RIGHT AT EYE LEVEL. I considered stomping on it when it rapidly descended to the ground, but the damn thing was so big, I feared I would only make it angry. I’m just ...
Two things causing concern. First, I got on the scale, and was happy to see I’d lost another pound. The bad news was, I realized I hadn’t weighed Chaplin in a while, so I picked him up to do the whole “weigh self holding cat, weigh self, subtract” method to see how much he weighed. ...
Just not doing anything terribly interesting, and have had a serious drop in motivation this week. After working for a couple weeks, to go back to doing nothing is awfully frustrating. I will note a few random things I’ve noticed in the last few days: – Chaplin falling asleep on my chest means I will, ...
The company I used to work for (not the show itself, but the much smaller company that technically employed me) has hired me for the week to clean out their old offices, which were basically unused by more than one person for over two years. They’re selling much of the old furniture to the incoming ...
Here’s how bored I am right now: I cleaned. And not just “sprayed some Lysol over the bathroom” cleaned. Like, threw out tons of shit I don’t need anymore. You know how, when you move, there’s always a few boxes that never actually get unpacked until you move again, and you wonder, what’s in here ...
Two things I realize now, after going through my budget with a fine tooth comb to try and kick out a few extra pennies, that I probably should not have done: 1. Moved out of my old Russian-Mob-Owned shithole apartment in Venice. I might have wanted to strangle my neighbors on an hourly basis, but ...