So, I'm actually in a good mood today. I went to check the mail today, and along with the new power cord for my lappy, there's an evelope from my mum. Inside was a check! *whoot* It looks like I'm going to be able to make rent afterall *knock on wood*. Not all that sure how I'm going to pay bills, but hey, at least I won't be homeless *knock on wood again*. It's amazing how much better that makes me feel. Whoever said money can't buy happiness obviously wasn't a poor schlub like me.

Also, now that I have my lappy back in working condition, Lean to be Lonely is going be getting back on track. And there may even be a new other suprise coming up soon - more on that at a later date.

In other news, G took me to see Skeleton Key the other night - absolutely fantastic. It's got my two thumbs up. Last night we rented Hide and Seek, and suprisingly I did like it (I'm in no way shape or form anything resembling a DeNiro fan - he bugs the hell out of me). I didn't think it was all that scary, but I liked it. About the creepiest thing in that movie was the little girl, though. That's the stuff that makes me not want children. *cringe* Two words, though? Pooooor kitty.

As for the nightmares? Still having them. Last night I dreamt I was a bottle of champage, and someone popped my head off like a cork. It shot around the room bouncing off walls and a couple chandeliers before finally landing in someone's crue de te. And the other night when I stayed ad G's, I was sleeping on the couch and she was on the floor. Apparently I was thrashing around and making wierd sounds enough that she had to get up and go in her room and shut the door. Seriously? I think I might be losing my mind. Where's a good free therapist when you need one, eh?

Anyway, I'm gonna scoot. Still got some stuff to take care of here, and then I'm headed home to figure out something for dinner. I'm thinking leftovers. I've got half a garlic-lover's pizza from Chicago's, two pork chops, half a meat loaf, and some sauteed fruit. Hrmm...Meetloaf and pizza? Hell yeah. And then it's going to be settling down for the night to read some more of and hopefully finish 1984 (which I'll so be commenting on once I finish). I promise, tomorrow I'll work on getting some more of L2bL up and responding to comments/emails. I hope.

From: [identity profile] trepkos.livejournal.com


Whoever said money can't buy happiness obviously wasn't a poor schlub like me.

It may not buy happiness but it sure as hell makes misery more comfortable!
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Can't wait to read what you think of 1984.

*whispers* I'm writing sex, Brad. I'm askeered. LOL
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