Bone Collector

• Isn't every cab the cab in the movie "The Bone Collector", where the cabbie locks the doors and the passengers attempt to pull the locks open only to find that the locks have been replaced by razor blades and escape is impossible?
• I want to get a puppy and name him Dontrell.
• I'm concerned about the state of affairs for Monday night entertainment in Chicago...went to Evil Olive last night and found it to be about as exciting as watching an episode of "keeping up with the kardashians". My friend Diana was tapped on the shoulder by a guy. She turned around, thinking she was going to be hit on. Instead he told her to move because he was playing pool and couldn't get the angle he wanted because she was in the way. What kind of world are we living in??
• Moving to a new apartment this week! wheeeeee! I'm really excited! It has been one of the most aggravating, stressful, and painful experiences trying to find a place to live, but finally everything is falling into place. Very excited.
  
• Received a call from a telemarketer at work today. They were looking for "Mr. or Mrs. Boutique..."

Sitting at work.

Distracted by the terrible music thats playing.

My boss has the worst taste in music ever documented. The playlist at work goes something like this: Dave Matthews, Matchbox 20, Coldplay, Michael Buble, KT Tunstall, Nickelback, Corrine Bailey Ray, The Counting Crows,. Must i really continue? Seriously, if i had to write a list of my least favorite bands i would include all of the above mentioned.

Ok so. Today I signed a lease on a new apartment. I'm feeling really unsure of myself and I hate that. I'm praying I made the right decision. There's always something better out there, you know?
Ok so the apartment is located right off of Western in Humboldt Park (!!!), which is kinda sketchville....I feel safe there though. The street is really charming, old townhouses, lined with trees. There is a fluffy lilac bush right across the street which I'm taking as a good omen.

Its a large three bedroom, hardwood floors, the works...I'm just still so scared. It's so different from my past places. I've lived downtown, in the city for the past 4 years and this is so far from that (physically and energy-wise). Please let this all work out beautifully. Please! I'm feeling so anxious and unbalanced.

Hey-lo

So I just got a new computer! It's purple and has flowers on it. Lervvvvvvvve it. I'm at work now.
No one is coming in.
I woke up this morning to the sound of tornadoe sirens.
I look out the window.
Hurricane Katrina waves back to me.
I also happen to be wayyyyyyyy hungover.
Great. The prospect of work is really enticing.

Anyways.
These past weeks have been very stressful.
I have come to realize several obvious but true elements about life.

1. Everything is OK when you have a secure, safe, comfortable roof over your head. Nothing is as scary as not knowing where you are going to sleep from one night to the next.
Of course I am dramatizing, and I am lucky enough to be able to stay with my friend Lisa while I search for an apartment, but the absence of having a secure place to live is really disruptive and frightening.

2. Loyalty and giving someone your "word" are invaluable.

3. I need to learn to have more faith in the universe. I need to believe that everything will work out.


Anyways, I'm sure there are more life lessons I could recount but I'm far too tired and fuzzy right now to think of anymore.

I feel super sick right now, just ate a huge tuna sandwich with onions, pickles, tomatoes, cucumbers, lettuce and dijon mustard on it. I think that in my old age I may have developed indigestion. I think thats kinda cool. It's a sign of maturity.

Saw M.I.A this weekend. Lerve.

Just figured out how to skype with Matt. I watched him lounge on his bed and eat fritos. Then he picked up his cat and lifted her tail and held her butthole in front of the camera. Aww. I feel like were reunited again.