No printer!
I am thankful and annoyed that I don’t have a printer lately. I don’t really use them very often, but when I do it’s for really important things. I don’t miss having to buy ink cartridges at inconvenient times and I don’t miss paper jams. But I do miss the convenience of having my own printer in my home, whenever I needed it. Oh well, I can’t be fussed to go buy a printer. I can just borrow my mother’s.
Sexy
I am a huge Glee fan. I freely and happily admit this. It is not my “guilty pleasure”. I have a Glee wallet. Anyways, there was an episode a few back where this girl was performing for the class and she was nervous, so she was to imagine everyone in their underwear. Thankfully, for us, they showed us what she saw! And boy oh boy was it amusing. There’s a plus size girl on the show who is absolutely amazing. She’s a super diva. Anyways, they showed her in all her plus size lingerie glory and was she ever looking amazing. I was so proud. Well, “lingerie” anyways. She looked hot. That’s all I’m saying.
The Big 2-5.
I’ve never been nervous about a birthday. Ever. 16 passed by without a flinch. 18 came and went. 20, 21 were uneventful, except for the two drinks I had at a bar with my “Dad” and then going home and drunk-dialing my ex-boyfriend. I wasn’t really nervous about a birthday though, until I realized that this month I’m going to be 25. Twenty-five. Doesn’t that sound so old? It’s the age of a lot of changes though. You’re definitely an “adult” now. No more kid stuff here! And you can also get way cheap auto insurance. I keep getting mails from all the major insurance companies. It’s kind of driving me a bit nuts considering I just had to sell my van two days ago. It was broke beyond repair so I sold it to a scrapyard for $300.
Anyways, 25. It seems so big but I’m sure it’ll be fine. Right? *crickets* …Right?
Home theater?
I’m always fantasizing about my dream home. I don’t know if other people do it, but I do it a lot. I’ll think about the intricacies of each room. Like how someday, if I’m rich, I’d love to have a home theater room where there’s really big, lush couches that we can all relax on and awesome speaker stands that hold up huge speakers so that we can get the full effect of a movie. I daydream an awful lot though, even at work. It’s a terrible habit. Do you guys do that too?
Job search, job search
S & I both have relatively stable jobs. We both live comfortably. Take care of our babies (fur-babies count in with the real munchkin). We’re, you know, comfortable. We could be better though. So, interestingly, we’re both looking for better jobs. He’s been applying everywhere he can think of that would provide us a better, more “luxurious” living arrangement and he’s actually gotten some call backs. So fingers crossed, people!
Pergo flooring
We have been looking more and more into a house to rent. We are looking for lots of different little things, some important, some not as important. Personally, I desire a yard, preferably fenced, a dishwasher and washer/dryer connections. Spencer just desires a large bedroom since we have so much stuff now. We’ve been looking at houses and duplexes and triplexes and the thing I’ve noticed more and more is that a lot of them have laminated flooring in the main rooms. I love that because we live in a very dusty town. I have no idea whether it is pergo flooring or what type it is, but it’s really helpful when you just want to sweep everything away.
Cookies!
I have been on such a sweets kick lately. I’m usually not a very big fan of sweets or cookies but man, I have been eating some delicious double-stuffed oreos. They are so delicious with milk! I also am not a big fan of milk either so this is insane for me to be eating cookies and milk. It’s kind of funny though. I’m sure this phase will pass and I’ll be fighting to choke milk down again, but for now I think I’ll take advantage of it and try to get in as much milk as possible!
Embarassing story
When I was a kid, I was not well off. My family (both my Mom and my Dad) were not well off at all. We were, what I would call, poor. So all of my clothes were hand-me-downs. That’s okay! I didn’t mind. Clothes are clothes are clothes to me. The thing is, I remember specifically this one incident. I was wearing a new shirt. It was really cute, black top. I loved it. Well, I went to school and someone saw the tag apparently and noticed it was a maternity shirt! I was wearing pregnant girl clothes! Ugh, I was so embarrassed. I didn’t even really know what maternity clothing was and then I was wearing it! I found out very quickly exactly what it was!
Required?
Why is auto insurance required? I mean, I guess I never understood the exact reason behind it. I feel like if you don’t want to or can’t afford auto insurance, it shouldn’t be required. It should be a voluntary, opt-in program right? Nobody likes paying auto insurance. Plus, sometimes they won’t even cover you if you get in an accident! Maybe there are better insurance companies out there but I know my Mom is still fighting insurance companies from when another car hit her in December. Her insurance company knows that she didn’t do it but the other one won’t admit that their client screwed up! Ugh.
Coin collector
I know a few friends who used to collect different us coins. They’d collect quarters from certain years or really old pennies. They’d never buy those collector’s edition coin sets that you see on tv though. They would only ever collect ones that they came across on their own. I guess it had more meaning to them if they found it rather than bought it. I tried coin collecting once. I tried collecting coins from my birth-year but then I spent them. Whoops.