Curious Oz

My cat is the typical curious cat, he is nosy about everything. Any door; he has to see behind it.

The other night was cold in the apartment so Bryan and I turned on the space heater. Well, apparently we turned it on too high because it burnt a fuse. Being in a new place we didn't know where the fuse box was. First, we looked in the utility closet and there was a locked box. Then, we looked in the garage and of course the light in the garage was on the same fuse that burnt. And I can't find the flashlight. Fun stuff. Bryan lights a candle and I continue to look for a flashlight. I find a book light, genius!! I go into the garage equipped with my LED booklight and find Bryan unable to figure out which fuse is broken. I make my way over there and find which fuse is broken, we fix it and proceed to go back to bed.

A few minutes later we hear a mad scrambling of little dog feet and barking. Our landlord has two little yorkies. Then, it occurs to me. Where is the cat?! The whole time we were trying to fix the fuse Oz kept trying to get into the garage and the door that led from the garage into our landlord's house...was open. Freakin Oz snuck into her house! So just to be sure Bryan and I search all 20 feet of our apartment and can't find Oz. What are we going to do?! Our landlord didn't wake up with all the commotion?! We have no other choice but to go into her house and find our maniac cat. I was being loud to try and wake up our landlord so she didn't think we were creeps and Bryan was trying to stealth it. Well, we get up stairs and see Oz on the windowsill trying to bat at the poor dog running in front of the window. I hear a yelp from the dog right before Bryan grabs Oz and our landlord finally wakes up and comes downstairs. Luckily, she was super understanding about it and didn't get mad. Though I doubt she'll ever leave the garage door open again.

Oz thinks he's a ninja....

Busy happenings

When aren't we busy? We people...

Bryan and I got really lucky and found a really small but affordable place. It's in a great neighborhood, quiet, closer to work and Bryan's Dad. Major bonus cause they give us free food and parental love. Cause let's face it; Bryan and I are hardly ready to be full blown adults. Are any of us ever ready? So, after all the annoying moving and swearing not to move again for 5 years we're finally pretty settled. Things are still a little cluttered and there aren't any pictures on the wall, but it feels like home.



Happy, Content and Goofy.

Jumping...thats what my brain does

One minute I'm daydreaming about summer, the next searching for blogs written by American Soldiers or trying to find a cool song I heard on a commercial. Don't bother to ask me what I'm thinking because I could probably give you 10 answers and you'll most likely be bored. I probably only concentrate when I need to.

Unattractive: Walking down the street watching a guy grope and fondle a girl's gluteus maximus. Not so cute. This wasn't like he was playfully resting his hand there, it looked like he was either scratching an itch for her or trying to shove his finger somewhere. Yah.

Nothing amusing has happened to me lately. Unless hitting your brand new car into a bunch of "decorative" logs in your parents' front yard or slaming into someone's rear end because you forgot to put your car in reverse is funny... I didn't really get angry about either one, but now the new Jetta feels a lot like the old one and I feel better about it. Maybe it's karma.

Bryan and I are moving into an efficiency type apartment next weekend. We're both really excited. Luckily, there is a seperate room big enough for my bed, so it won't be like we're eating, sleeping, lounging, and gaming in the same room. Yay. I need to purge my things and go into organization mode. I may have freaked Bryan out a little when I tried to explain that I'd LOVE if he brought his ENTIRE movie collection over to our new place, but that I'd really like it if they weren't exposed... I'm sure he understood that real well. I like stuff, I just don't like stuff in every nook and crevice. We'll be living in a teenie tinie place. I like -ie rather than -y.

Failed

Such a negative word, but true in this instance. I should have known better. I've already missed a few episodes of American Idol and can't stop shaking my head about the contestant who was supposedly a stripper in the past. I should have known American Idol, like so many other interests of mine would fall to the way side, so to speak.

I started my new job last Monday. So far, the woman training me has either been on vacation or at school. Basically, I've been reading a lot or idling hours away on the interwebs. Yesterday I learned a little about the databases I'll be using and that was kind of cool. The process doesn't seem as convoluting or irritating as the last invoicing position. So far I haven't wanted to bang my head against a wall. This, is a positive sign.

I swear...

this guy on American Idol looks freakishly like Justin Timberlake.

Dreaming of the lottery

Paying bills always depresses me and snaps me back to reality. On a better note, I start a new and promising job on Feb. 25 in Baltimore. I'm pretty excited about it because I had to pass a background check to make it. I guess there are no major ghosts in my past.

I watched this show today on A&E about flipping houses. It's such a risky business but I think if you weren't totally money hungry it'd be great. But, people just want more and more so end up making poor investments. It's frustrating to watch. I wish I had the capital to start a venture of some kind. I'd love to do something for myself, by myself. It'd be gratifying and fulfilling. Until then, I stick to the 9 to 5.

I have to constantly remind myself that I'm making moves or I become depressed and stuck. I know it's going to take a few years, but I'm going to make sacrifices and get out of the hole. Definitely.

Moving on.....

Since the writer's strike I stopped watching Grey's and Ugly Betty. So basically, I stopped watching television. Now, I don't even know if I missed new episodes or not. Then, the American Idol auditions came back on and I watched them. This year I may actually try to keep up with it instead of flipping the channel once the hilarious although degrading auditions are over. Some of the contestants are interesting and I want to see what America thinks. It'll be a sort of social experiment for me. See if I can predict who America will be most like to vote for based on media influence and common bias. I don't mean bias in just a negative way either. Towards the end I hope to form my own opinion on whether or not American Idol is based on talent or not. Hopefully talent.

Elladesya

The name of my WOW character is Elladesya and she is a Draenei Mage. Yayah. Or something. I can't believe I started playing this game and I hardly know anything about it, but Quests are fun! I guess it was only a matter of time considering I have a favorite game on Nintendo DS, Wii, PSP, PS2 and Xbox 360. What has become of me?!?

In other news, the fridge in the house is busted and that means a lot of expensive eating out. I just went grocery shopping before it broke, too. Joy and joyness. (I obviously enjoy making up words). Today I'm being cheap and eating Ramen for lunch and probably dinner.