I’ve been dropping off lately. It happens. especially in the winter.
Now, i’m on another upswing. which means that i’m making plans and getting excited and not sleeping much and really not getting much accomplished outside of my own head. but my head is super busy – here’s some highlights…
- i’ve been inspired, by Raymi, to write again, with the actual goal of publication. before, i’ve started novels, and never finished them, cuz i was stuck on the thought that there was no point, if it wasn’t a best seller and i didn’t receive mass notariety, which i think would make me uncomfortable, anyways. so now, there’s 3 books in progress, depending on the time of day and the level of mania and how bored i am by the rest of life.
- we’re looking for another apartment. we found one last week and put down the deposit and everything and then they call us on thursday nite, 5 days later, to tell us that our application wasn’t accepted. fuck them. i wasn’t particularily impressed with the suite, anyways. it was only 500 sq/ft and $850 and had a tiny ass kitchen that my belly would barely fit into in a couple of months. and there were rings in the bathtub – like, fuck, get some fucking OXY Clean and take care of that shit. so we’re going to see 2 other suites today and i’m so disheartened
- i haven’t started packing, yet. but we’re already moved in, as far as the 3rd thread in my brain is concerned. we’re picking our nursery paint colours and debating having a tiny housewarming party, mostly for the free beer and presents aspect. and also to show off to our friends who are still at home with their parents and live in Coquitlam. Downtown is the shit, yo. and it never occurred to me that i was this much of a snob. i should just move to yaletown.
- i have a mountain of laundry to do. like 5 loads, at least. mostly for moving purposes, but also i need clean panties and my other winter coat, cuz my cool military-chic tulula one fit me 2 months ago and now it just makes me feel that i’m compressing the baby. i’m planning to buy the perfect-sized bottle of Tide Free, so that I can do it all, but not have to move the half-empty fucker. it’s all about minimalism.
that’s it, for this moment. but i’ll keep em coming.
