Much like pineapples, I am hardcore. (thisgirliknow) wrote,
Much like pineapples, I am hardcore.

I haven't been on here for days, so a bit of a newsy update is in order.

I'm doing much better. I'm actually a bit mad at Ron for a few certain reasons I can't really explain, but partially because he hasn't replied to my e-mail about his stuff, or my iPod. Arg. I am doing much better, though. I haven't been online in fear of having an e-mail from him, and I didn't want to think about it... but all I had were LJ comments, xanga subscription digests, a few other random e-mails. I figured I needed to check it in case there was some sort of, "The drug test found heroin in your system, you can't work here" e-mail from Talla-Tech, aka, the place where I start work TOMORROW. That reminds me, I need new shoes.

The new apartment
I put down my security deposit at Castle, so it's now officially mine, and only mine. Brian can't move in with me because they don't allow convicted felons to live there. Sad because Brian is a great person (yes, who made a mistake), and would have been a great roommate, but I'm also kind of glad that there won't be any other convicted felons there, ya know? So I'm going to go roommateless. I can afford it, and I keep having visions of being able to do whatever I want to with the apartment. If I later realize that I'd rather $340 a month than not having to share my apartment with someone, I'll probably put an ad on Craigslist and LJ. Also, if there's anyone dying to move in with me now, I'd probably consider it. It gets lonely living alone, and I want my apartment to have hustle, bustle, and people in it. And it's so awesome, so how do we feel about SCL meetings there, hmmm?

The old apartment
I have to go back one last time to do a couple things. I have to replace a drip pan that just WOULD NOT GET CLEAN, and I need to get a couple cleaning products that I left there-- like my mop, so I could " mop myself out of the apartment" when I went to replace the drip pan. I thought there may have been something else, too, but I can't recall what. Thanks to everyone who helped with cleaning, heavy lifting, etc. My father refused to let me keep my sofa. You know, the ugly purple one that reeked of dog pee and mold? Okay, not reeked. But, apparently "Abrams' don't live like this!" I reminded my dad that I elected to live in poverty for this last year and he was like, "well, you reached your goal" I suppose when Goodwill wouldn't take the sofa that should have been a clue. He also made me throw out my armchair. Same age and stuff as my sofa, but not nearly as bad. I would have liked to keep it :( Also out went my bed "look at the mold spores!" Sigh. Okay, so I had crappy furniture that wasn't conducive to my allergies, I was impoverished, okay? Anyway, I'm going to start checking out furniture stores after I move (don't want to have to move it twice, to my parents house and then the apt), and maybe even Craigslist then. I'm more enthused about the Craigslist idea after my friend Ariel _lionhearted_ got a nice, working piano for FIFTY DOLLARS. Man, I wish I had a piano.


Sabrina and Ken are now parents! I wish I had a picture for you, but when I went to visit, I very stupidly left my cell phone at home. Anyway, a good description will have to do. He was 6 lbs, 9 oz, 19 1/4 inches long, dark brown hair, and bright blue eyes (that will probably not change, as Sab has blue eyes, and Ken's are "chameleon" but definitely light. Cohen's hands and feet were a little blue, but the nurse assured me that it's very common for newborns. His Apgar score was 5, and then after 5 minutes it was 9. For those who don't know, the Apgar score is from 1-10, and judges five characteristics of the baby's health. A 9 is pretty darn good :) Mother, father, and baby seemed fine, although the parents were exhausted. I'm going to give them a couple hours to sleep before I go back again. I'm bringing them the cute white suit that he will be wearing when they are bringing him home. I'll definitely bring my phone today and take lots of pictures so everyone can see the beautiful new baby boy! OR Talleans who know her can visit her at TMH Women's Pavilion, room 306. Bring flowers and balloons :)

Deborah texted me. Ah, the joys of summer camp. Swimming in the lake, climbing the tower, art classes, volleyball, texting your sister! Apparently almost all the girls in her cabin illegally brought cell phones. Anyway, she's on her way to go spelunking on a 3 day 2 night trip with her Aidah (an aidah is an age group -- in her case incoming 9th graders--, hers is named Nachshonim, which I believe means 'leaders').

A huge thank you to Bobby rberrien28 for helping me move, and putting up with me all sniffly.

Another thank you to Indira. Time will tell on that one, I suppose, but we seem to be pretty good as of now. She came over and comforted me when I was having a really hard time.

Sara called last night! She's in Las Vegas at the Lumos convention. She got to vent to me about going to a podcast she didn't care to go to. She's seen Harry and the Potters, which makes me a bit jealous, and also The Remus Lupins which is... one person. She seems to be having a good time, and wants to to go another convention next year-- in London! She asked me how much money I could save up in a year, and I think it just might be worth it, if we were able to stay a couple days more than just the convention. I want to see London! (perhaps a reason worth getting a roommate).

Okay, brunch now, I think. Hopefully my hardest decision for today will be whether or not to have lox on my bagel.

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