Guess who just experienced a rain of cans and sprayed her cat and her entire kitchen with sugar free ginger ale?
Ayep.
The cat will recover eventually. And I now know diet ginger ale makes a good cleaning liquid.
Going to try again at making dinner.
Now visions of ita looking like Elaine dancing while sleeping
It's probably like that, if I extrapolate from the noises I make when I hit stuff, and the friend I had who jerked a lot too (he was all martial arts all the time, which made me wonder lightly if increasing my training had a relevance)
I just posted my first item on craigslist. I feel...different somehow.
Craiglist gave me feelings of abandonment. I don't <3 them anymore, despite having gotten my current apartment off them.
If anyone can find me an apartment in a decent neighborhood for $800, I'll be foreveh grateful.
My ceiling is leaking again, and I just cant take it anymore.
Are you willing to move to Chicago? If so, I can find you a place.
Unsnarkily, your landlord should be hung by his toenails and be forced to watch Punky Brewster episodes.
Sure, I'd move to Chicago, but then I'd need a job as well. Too hard.
I don't know LA neighborhoods, but: [link]
Shrift did it! Does she have a job? I think so.
I was really impressed with my thriftiness at Trader Joe's just now, but I double-checked my receipt, and only paid for six of my eight items. Oops.
If you wanted to switch nerd preserves and nanny actuaries, I could find you a nice apartment here in town for that amount and Ruby could have her own room.
But I suspect some talented LAista with some wicked real estate skillz will find you something on craigslist. You definitely need a new place and your landlord needs to get the oranges-in-the-sock treatment.