Ben & Jerry’s, Here I Come
So dudes, as some of you may have read, we didn’t get the dream apartment. Also, any other apartment. We’re waiting to hear back from one place, but we don’t know if we’ll get it.
In summation, I’m moving at the end of the month, and I have nowhere to move to. I’m sure that when we have a place locked down and plans are more in motion, I’ll go back to being excited about all this, but right now, I’m so stressed out I want to die. I’m on vacation right now, with my female maternal relatives — we’re heading to Vermont, home of Ben & Jerry’s and some outlet stores, tomorrow and I have to try really hard to actually relax and enjoy myself while I’m on my trip.
In other news, my toilet’s started leaking and my iPod’s broken. I actually stamped my feet when I realized the latter.
On the upside, yesterday was my last day of work. And Little Miss Sunshine was pretty good. Yay unemployment!
2 Responses to “Ben & Jerry’s, Here I Come”
Rach on 16 Aug 2006 at 11:41 am #
Not to scare you, but I read a blurb about the YVR security team threatening a strike next week, potentially shutting the airport down.
Obviously, all these signs are pointing to “STAY HERE, YOUSE GUYZ!” But maybe that’s just me. ;)
brenda on 16 Aug 2006 at 12:34 pm #
Good God, can anything just go right?!