I really should've done this sooner. Date stamping this way the fuck up there so I can keep track of it.
"Censorship is telling a man he can't have a steak just because a baby can't chew it."
-- Mark Twain
( Fox's Banned Book Checklist )
Got turned down again. I'm glad I've learned not to expect anything. I need to look up the location of the temp agency here. I *might* have enough, if I use my credit card for all my purchases, have enough to pay the bills for this month and make rent next month. However, when my next car note comes due, I'm fucked.
From an email I sent Dargon:
"By anti-consumerist, I'm not saying everyone has to purge their possessions down to what they can fit in a 130 square foot Home That Is Mobile. But I am saying that owning five Rolexes or seven Gucci bags when you don't ever use them is just stupid. If you wear a watch, and you want to spend a lot of money on one, that's fine. But buy one, and use the fuck out of it. Don't buy five and let them collect dust. N. has a damn sixty dollar purse she bought because "it's so cute!" but she never uses it. "I don't have anything that matches it!" Well, she shouldn't have bought it then.
"Pimping one's computer isn't excessive. You use it. Fuck, if I had the money, mine would be pimped out, too. We play video games, we need nice(r) computers. But having the best computer on the damn block is stupid if you only use it to browse Myspace. Most people would find the amount I spend on cat food excessive. Yes, I could very well feed them Meow Mix and they would be happy. But I prefer to spend the extra money on a better food sourced in the US and sold by an independent retailer. And while it's expensive, I'm not paying for a label. The ingredients are quality. I'm not paying a premium for a corn-based pet food (*coughcough*Eukanuba*coughcough*Science
"My anti-consumerist rally is against people like the woman shown in the movie. Bought her kids not one, not two, but THREE fucking my-size Hummers. She buys them brand-name clothing. They'll grow out of the clothing in six months, and in a few hours they'll be playing with the box those my-size Hummers came in. Instead of actually taking care of her kids, instead of giving them what they need, instead of *loving* and *enjoying* her children, she throws money at them. Like a person who gets a dog, buys it the most expensive of everything, but doesn't play with it and doesn't interact with it. This is why I don't need a dog. I like the idea of a dog. I don't necessarily like the reality of a dog. Unless it happens to be a very certain Pomeranian. But that's not a dog, that's my niece.
"If you spend money on something, you'd better damn well love it and enjoy it and get some use out of it, no matter how much you paid for it. That's pretty much what it boils down to."
"What Would Jesus Buy?"
Rev. Billy seems a bit weird at first, but the movie is definitely worth watching. The random commercials are just kind of surreal when you think about it. The movie's by Morgan Spurlock, the guy who did "SuperSize Me." The moral of the story is no less apparent, although it's not as shocking as SSM.
Dear Family:
My hold on sanity gets more precarious every day.
Fuck off and quit calling me. I don't want to talk to you right now.
No love,
The sibling that quite happily disappeared into the maw that is BCS
Dear People on Freecycle:
"I want printer." is not going to get you the printer. However, writing a huge sob story isn't going to get you the printer, either. Demanding that I print something out in color so you "can make sure" isn't going to get you the printer at all. IT'S A FREE PRINTER. Yes, it does print in color, but quit being so damn picky. You can get some awesome shit off of Freecycle/Craigslist, but you either have to wait and do some searching, or you have to settle for what you can get. I really wanted a Marchioro carrier for the cats. But you know what? I got a Petmate instead. WHO CARES, IT WAS FREE, AND THAT MAKES IT AWESOME. The cats don't care anyway, and it's a nice Petmate, not one of the crappy ones that falls apart in the middle of the vet's office.
How does it go again? Ah yes, "beggars can't be choosers." And that printer isn't large, it's still very useful, and I can hang on to it for a while. Someone will eventually come along who will react with "Free printer? Fuck yes!" And I will be happy and they will be happy, and there will be much rejoicing. So all of you rude butt heads, and you with the sob story, yeah, you've been passed up. Sorry.
~the bitch with the printer
So I was giving some of my stuff away on Craigslist. Get an email from one guy, arrange to meet him at the grocery store. Mentioned he'd be in one of the internet company vans.
I meet him at the store. Turns out, he was in my apartment almost exactly a week ago getting my internet fixed. It's a small world, for sure.
And I think I can actually get away with only buying Dr Pepper when it's on sale five for twelve bucks. Every time I get low, I see it for sale in one or another grocery store. Note, however, that in one particular store, it's *four* for twelve unless you grab the coupon up front. I should stop drinking it, but I can't. I've tried. Several times. There are worse addictions, though.
My cats love Dr Pepper boxes, though. They can play in them, on them, around them, through them, and if they feel like it, chew on them with no repercussions. Zo is still small enough to fit in one, although it's a bit...tight.
This apartment seemed really small when I moved in.
I have the feeling that when the desk taking up space in my living room leaves that it will feel quite large. Too large, in fact. The kitchen already feels like a grand expanse of linoleum.
I utilize the area in front of the new desk, the futon, the bed, and then parts of the kitchen and bathroom. There is a large amount of wasted space in the living room and bedroom. The bathroom, in fact, is the only room in this apartment that is a decent size. Everything else is just too large.
How does it go again? 20% of the space is utilized 80% of the time. I would much prefer to only have that 20% of space. I would also like an LCD monitor that has RCA cable hookups so I can lose the TV.
Even the cats don't utilize the entire space. Well, Jiji does, to an extent. He'll lay in the middle of the floor. Zoe either sleeps on the desk, under/on the futon or bed, and then on the chest of drawers. Only when they're struck with the crazies do they use the full space. The only reason they're not toilet-trained is because I'm afraid of what I would find if I left them alone for three days, as I do on occasion.
There's a whopping two feet between the end of New Desk and the space currently occupied by Old Desk. Enough space for me to roll the chair around and to walk through to get to the kitchen. I could remove a good sized chunk of this living room and be happy about it.
All I need is 50k and some RV hookups. Although I'm sorely tempted to buy a cheap used RV off craigslist and live in that for a while, until I could afford to buy a tiny house on wheels. First, though, the car and student loan must be paid off.
