18 posts tagged “laundry”

Stayed at the Terrorist's house last night.
Since Nate's been around this week I haven't seen him much and I missed him, so I bribed my coworkers into letting me leave early, since it was his last kid free night.* 
Got up early, brought him to work, went and picked up my laundry and came to the laundromat.  When I first got here it was silent.  It was so weird.  I've never been to a silent laundromat.  Even if there are no people in it there are at least washers or dryers going.  (I say I've never been to a silent laundromat but I know that's not true because I used to go to this 24-hour one in South Portland that was empty at times... but RECENTLY I haven't been to a silent laundromat... especially not during the daytime.)
Since Nathan's gone that's my official notice to get off my ass and start looking for a new job.  Which I learned yesterday kind of freaks the T out.  (Because I'm playing the role of babysitter to Little T while Big T is workin')  I guess I can't really blame him because if the situation were reversed I'd probably be freaking out as well.  I have a master plan though.**  Lesley is talking about quitting the Caldera before she goes to Singapore so maybe I can just slip in there.  They don't open until 5p  Shifts generally start at 4p and it's a block from the T's house.  Sound perfect to me.  If it doesn't work that's okay, I'll find something that does.  I'm a patient person.***
I start kid sitting on Monday, which means today and this weekend I'm going to clean my apartment and make it more kid friendly, not that we're going to be there often but if we happen to stop by I don't want anymore "Watch me wax your Pole" moments or anything of the like.  I also need to clean out my car.  That'll be tomorrow.  It's getting really disgusting.  There have been a variety of beverages spilled in it and... it's just fucking gross.  This is my kick in the pants to get it done.

My laundry is done, I've gotta go fold it and do productive things.

*Okay so I didn't really bribe them, all I really did was ask if they minded... but "bribed" sounds so much more dramatic.
**We're not going to mention how my last mater plan failed miserably.  I'm glad I didn't end up in Toronto madly in love, I don't think that would have made me happy, well, it could of but now that I'm were I am in my life I don't still wish for it.  Things happen or don't happen for a reason, my original master plan failed for a reason.  Something better is in my cards.  It's like that god song by Garth Brooks... What's it called... Unanswered Prayers.   Anyway, this minor master plan is going to work out awesome, I just need to get all the details ironed out.
***Anyone who knows me knows that that is a total and complete crock-of-shit but I'm also a master of denial.  Which makes anything possible.  :-)

It's hot today, again.
Oh well.  I'm tough, I can handle it. 
I really want to go swimming though.

Stayed at the T's last night. 
Got up early because of it.  Did laundry so far and I'd like to clean my room or the living room or something before I get ready for work.

I want some white Christmas lights.
It's cheesy and a tad high school-ish but I think they make great ambient lighting.  Well, at least good (and cheap) ambient lighting.  I'm tired of my room not being mine.  I never really personalized it when I moved in, then Chris moved and I just didn't bother to try because there was his stuff in there. 
He's moving out today or tomorrow. 
It's mine again.
I want to make it pretty.  Wonder where I can find white Christmas lights in July?

Lesley says Wal*mart.  I don't know if they'd have them this time of year. 
I decided the other day that I'm not going to shop there anymore. 
I think I might make one last farewell trip. 
Maybe.

I accomplished most of my To-Do's for yesterday.  And I'm in a great mood.  (One having nothing to do with the other... at least I don't think...)

Go me!

Granted, half of them were done this morning because I forgot my freaking wallet at home and I couldn't deposit my check without it.  Ugh.  Oh well. 

New To-Do's for Today!

1. Oil Shoes!
2. Shower
3. Watch the Piano Teacher
4. Put laundry away.
5. Bribe Shaz into cutting my hair.  Hmmm How short do I want to go?
6. Ice Cream?

Okay... time to get cracking on that list.  :-)

Happy Hump Day Ya'll!!!

Okay so not really but that didn't stop me from calling out tonight.

I feel kind of bad though, because though I'm not really sick enough to stay home from work I'm also not exactly feeling able to go to work.  It's a Catch-22 I tell you. 

I figure a "mental health" day was in order.  So, that's what I'm taking.

Woke up at 11a.  And aside from going pee, I haven't moved my ass from this spot all day. 

It's fucking cold out and I don't like that.  It's June 10th!  Where the fuck is the sun!?!?!  It doesn't need to be skin melting hot, just warm enough so I can wear a t-shirt... INSIDE!  Maybe warm enough so I can lay out on occasion.   I really don't think that's too much to ask...

I should go and be productive.  I need to run a bunch of errands....

To-do List Time...

1. Check PO Box
2. Deposit Check
3. Mail Cards
4. Oil Shoes
5. Put laundry away.
6. Eat Ice Cream.

I think that's it.  At least for things I need to accomplish today.  I kind of want to watch this movie that Lesley got.  It's called the Piano Teacher.  It's some french flick that's supposed to be wonderfully fucked up.  I just watched a German one which was pretty damn good and I also learned that German and English are more alike than I thought they were... And people say you don't learn shit sitting around and watching movies all day!

1.2.3....GO!  I'm to attempt productivity.

I've been playing on OkCupid a lot lately. 

For the most part it's the same old crap.  Just a way to pass the time.  My standards are fairly low when it comes to the Internet as a way to meet people.  Having said that I am the girl who has never ever (NOT ONCE) dated a person she didn't meet from the Internets.  (Unless you count the creepy* guy I fooled around with on the ship who then proceeded to stalk me for 3 weeks.) 

I have met some awesome people via the net.  Chris, though he and I have had and continue to have our issues, he's a good kid and I love him.  OMS was a craigslist boy.  Hell, all the guys I had sex with last summer were found via the web.  The Terrorist is/was and OkCupid boy.  

I don't know where I'm going with this.  I think I had a point, but I've forgotten it.  The sad thing is I'm completely sober. 

It's my Friday!  Today was sooooooo much better than yesterday.  Nothing special happened but it wasn't a completely shit day either.  (I feel a train.)   

Tomorrow I need to be productive, which is why immediately after writing this I'm going to go pee and crawl into bed.

While being productive I need to accomplish...

• Take shit in closet to Goodwill.
• Clean kitchen.
• Put Laundry away
• Deposit Check
• Mail Rent
• Pay Lesley
• Call/Text Leon
• Send Terry, Mah & Kathryn birthday cards. - Wow, I just realized that my three moms (Birthmom, Stepmom and adopted Mom) all have birthdays within a week or two of each other.  Bizarre.
• Find Job.  (Very Minimum: email Paddy's)
• Take a fantastically long, wonderful shower (preferably while under the influence of the pot.)

I think that's about it.

Shit... That's kind of a lot of stuff.  I need to go to bed!! 

*He wasn't that creeepy before we fooled around that mostly came after the foolage.  Though, he was a little creepy to start with, but I kind of dig that, I mean, I've been dating a guy I've dubbed "the terrorist" for months now... that's not exactly normal.

I want to goof off all day and do nothing productive.  (Except maybe clean my house a bit because it's reaching a squalor-ly state... because it's become a fucking youth hostel.)

But I can't sit around all day. 

I have to do laundry.

And go to work.

Blech.

This sucks.

I ended last nights post fairly quickly because Lesley got home and I got distracted so.... I don't know.  I just thought it was a bit abrupt.

Secondly.  I did laundry today.  Yay!  Go me.  And I slept in way late too.  Not so yay.  But at least I got the laundry done!  And I cleaned out my car while in the process! 

I go to a laundromat on Belmont and today I realized that they have 3 or so clocks in there and NOT ONE of them tells the correct time.  Weird.

Also, from the time I got quarters to the time I was finished folding.  1hr and 15mins!  How awesome is that?!?!

Hmmm there was something more poignant I was going to throw in here but I completely forgot what it was so instead... you get this...

Ps.  Happy Mom's day to all the moms.

I don't like grapefruit.
I know that's a bit anti-climactic.

Even though I don't like them, for some unknown reason I still feel the need to buy them every now and then. 
Why?
Well, okay, I need to be honest.  It's not that I don't like them, it's more that I don't like eating them.  I feel that they're not worth the effort involved.  (Yes, I know I'm lazy.)
It's inevitable though, at some point, I'll be in the produce department and I'll get the urge to buy some grapefruits.  I'll get them home where they'll sit on the counter until a colony of mold moves in, I'll get completely disgusted, throw them out and vow never again to buy a grapefruit.
I bought a couple of grapefruits the other day.
I'm an idiot.
I'm forcing myself to eat them though.

Took an accidental nap today.
Didn't mean to fall asleep.  My theroy is that if I slept this afternoon I would be wide awake tonight and that would just fuck up my sleep schedule but I laid down and passed out like a mofo.
It was good, though.
I needed it.
Woke up and had to pee so bad I thought there was 6 gallons of liquid in my bladder and someone standing on it.  It wasn't an immediate thing though.  I laid there for a minute or two then realized that I was going to pee myself if I didn't get up soon.  Which is probably a good thing because I'm pretty sure I'd still be asleep if that wasn't the case.

I was famished too. 
Then I realized it probably has something to do with the fact that I haven't had more than a bagel a day for the past few days. 
So I made a bagel.  (I'm not always incredibly bright when I wake up.)
Was still hungry...
Yep.  That's when I did it.
I had a fucking grapefruit.
One more to go and I'm done with them!

Think I'm going to go do some dishes and possibly take a shower and get laundry ready.  Actually I should get laundry ready first cuz I don't NEED to shower or do dishes.  But I do NEED to do laundry and though I don't NEED to have it ready when the T calls it would be the polite thing to do, cause he is in-fact letting me do some free laundry at his place. 
Tsk tsk tsk, he's sneaking me in after the kid is asleep.
I sometimes think I forgot that I'm now really, definitely, an adult. 
'Cause in situations like this, when my friend is the parent and being the parent means you make the rules, I still mildly feel like I'm going to get in trouble if I get caught. 
Like Little T is going to ground Big T and call my mom if he finds out I went over to do laundry and watch Tv after he went to bed.
I need to get over that.

I never know which "cuz" "cause" to use. 
Based on the firefox spell check thingy "cause" is the correct one to use.  Wonder how good at grammar firefox is?

(Updated part... for some reason Vox won't let me color it purple... DAMN YOU VOX)                                                                       I've spent the majority of my day since I've been out of work in my underwear... and I LOVE IT.  :-)   Just wanted to share. 

I sometimes hate coming up with subjects.  I can never think of anything fitting.

I need to go do laundry. 
I was supposed do it last night.  I had this big Laundry Party thing planned out.  AND I even had a back up plan in-case the laundry party didn't work out.  (Free laundry at the Terrorists!!)
So, why is it I need to go do laundry now, you ask? 
Cause I passed the fuck out at about 9pm last night.

Don't really know what happened.  The Terrorist and Little T came over last night for food.  They left about 7.30p I was still all hyped up and ready to go.  Called Chris to find out where he was and see if he wanted a ride home, went to get him.  Got back here, sat down.  My head started throbbing, I got really yucky feeling and decided to lay down on the couch.  Slept for about an hour, asked if Chris minded delaying laundry until tomorrow (today) then pretty much before I got a full answer I went and crawled into bed.  Slept for 2 more hours until Lesley got home, she's came in to talk to me, we both passed out for 2 hours (during which time apparently Chris came in, walked around, talked to us, we responded and then he left... Neither Lesley nor I remember this).  We woke up at 2am, she went to bed, I hung out with Chris for an hour then went back to bed.  And slept until 1030am.   That's like 12 or 13 hours of sleep.  That's fucking nuts.  I haven't gotten that much sleep in years.

Wow I get rambley about stupid shit.

Now I need to go do laundry.  Because if I do it first thing, it'll be over with, I can do laundry before I shower then when I get home with clean laundry, I can shower and have clean underwear (I'm out) and I ... I... aww fuck it, I'm just trying to convince myself.

I fucking hate doing laundry.
Well Scratch that... I fucking hate doing laundry at laundry mats.

Lesley's up.  Hopefully she'll motovate me.

Okay so I'm not really all dressed up.  Actually I'm wearing a tank top that I just threw on so I could go into the living room.  I don't mind walking around in a bra during the day with the windows open but at night it's dark out and the lights inside are on and well I already think my neighbors hate me. 

Anyway, this tank top I decided to leave it on because Lesley told me it made my boobs look good and can you blame me fore wanting my boobs to look good?  It's way to cold for a tank top though. 

Ya know, I have no idea what I'm getting at here.  I'm kind of thinking about doing laundry. 

I was supposed to hang out with the Terrorist tonight but apparently he had plans with his sister today and because 99% of the time his sister bails on him he double booked himself.  He suggested I go over and hang with them but I don't want to impose on family togetherness so I politely declined. 

I think laundry is a really good idea but I know I'm not going to do it.  I really really really really really need to though. 

I could go to bed.  I'm a bit sleepy.

I attempted to be arty today.  Failed miserably at it.  I have my moments sometimes.  I've even surprised/impressed myself at times.  Not tonight.  Not only did I fail miserably but I almost caught myself on fire.  Sexy, huh?

I love my roommate.  But she's crazy at times.  For many reasons actually.  (Well... it's not just her... from what I've seen her whole family is a bit on the nuts-o side)  This one is a new one though. 

-Quick Background-
She's been seeing this guy "the boy I haven't given a nickname to yet" things have been basically rocky from the start.  He's not giving her the attention she wants/needs because he's going through a divorce and she can't seem to understand that it's not going to happen unless she hears the actual words from him. 

She called him tonight.  Basically with the intention to get together so she can have "the talk" with him.  Apparently the boy I haven't given a nickname to yet is depressed as fuck.  He feels as though he's failed everything he's tried to do and thought about throwing himself in front of a bus today.  At some point during the conversation he said he was sorry that he's so complicated.  Her response was something like... "that's okay, I'm complicated too." or something like that.  He... didn't agree.  Told her she's not complicated at all. 

This, pissed her the fuck off.  Which makes me laugh.  A lot actually.  I've never heard of anyone being mad because someone didn't think they were complicated.  Though I do think it is funny as hell I do understand where she's coming from.  She's mad because he hasn't taken the time to get to know her enough to know that she is, well, kind of fucked up.

I'm hoping, hoping, hoping that this will be the end of the boy I haven't given a nickname to yet.  He's a great kid.  But even though he doesn't know it, he's seriously messing with her head.