i've been regurgitating the end of my xmas greetings today and adding to the stash of presents that require me to wrap them. when will it end?
last night, as new upstairs neighbor continued rearranging her apartment while wearing high heels, i futilely attempted to reach the ceiling with my retractable tape measure so that i could tap-tappity-tap-tap in unison. this morning, new neighbor number two was drilling holes and learned that concrete lies beneath certain spots of the sheetrock.
my cats smell like the new litter i purchased. at least they smell like clean litter. but it's still a little disconcerting.
i get the feeling the number of 'fruit flies' is decreasing yet i haven't found any 'bodies'. they might just be in the back of the closet sleeping off their hangovers.
i have not acquired any further gay boyfriends.
there are no aluminum sheets on my bed.
i ate dinner out of a giant bowl. not so much because my dinner was huge and required a large container, but because i have a bowl obsession and not enough room to support the habit. now the dish is dirty and can be stored in the dishwasher. same thing goes for the glasses and mugs. dishwasher-cabinet rotation.