So i restarted my Mystery Stole last week, and I'm prooud to say I just ended clue 4 and I'm about to add the wing to it. WOOHOO it will be done in MORE than enough time to give to linda for the holidays!
In later news I'm still broke, with no apartment. I just found out that the place wher eI was hiding my clothes that I DID get back from Damien was ransacked and gone * this includes ALL the knitting books/mags/ect I have and my mini stash* so yea...I have 2 pairs of jeans and like 4 shirts...
But things HAVE to start lookin gup right?
OH did I mention that one of the stoles I was making/finished for my friends wedding was stolen?
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Monday, November 5, 2007
Tis the V of November
Remember, remember, the fifth of November, gunpowder treason and plot. I see no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot. Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, 'twas his intent to blow up the King and the Parliament. Three score barrels of powder below, Poor old England to overthrow: By God's providence he was catch'd With a dark lantern and burning match. Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring. Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King! Hip hip hoorah! A penny loaf to feed the Pope. A farthing o' cheese to choke him. A pint of beer to rinse it down. A faggot of sticks to burn him. Burn him in a tub of tar. Burn him like a blazing star. Burn his body from his head. Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead. Hip hip hoorah! Hip hip hoorah!
Thursday, November 1, 2007
head over heals
So guys im here...there is a good reason WHY i havnt been here.
*takes a deep breathe*
4 months ago my lease was up in my studio. I was going to resign when some friends that I know asked if Iw anted to move into their 3 bedroom duplex...rent would be a grand total of $300 AND that included all my utilities. And since I was payinf 432 NOW I said HELL YEA....
SO I moved in and started to get comfortable. set things up how I wanted it and two months later I wake up to find a for rent sign in my front lawn. When asking the roomies what was going on they didnt answer me. So I called the landlord to find out something VERY surprising...I was paying my rent straight to her but i guess I was the only one in the house that was doing that. The other two thought it would me a beter idea to spend their money on meth....
Well the landlord knew I was paying rent so she was going to ofer that I stay in the place while I look for new roomies. And I said sure why not, that's fair. So then I came home one day to find that the washer, dryer, fridge, and stove were gone. Again no one told me that they DIDNT belong to the apt but a rommie brought them in. And since I wasnt in the mood to buy 4 new ones I decied it would be beter if I moved.
Now I have to find a new place after just moving into that place...but since school ust started everything was full or way too much for me to think about.
Then steps in another friend who offers me his place to stay until I can find a few place...WOOHOOO
I start looking for a place and around 3 weeks goes by and I'm pissed off as fuck because I'm tired as fuck being there, I'm ready to have my own place. Then I found it! a cute apt all my own, I just have to wait for the current renter to move out. That day I get asked when I thought i was going to be moving out... 3 days I reply! And we both did the happy dance, becasue we are queer like that.
Then he gets home from work and decieds he wanted to go to the bar. I wasnt up to it so i stayed in and Aryk came over....*more on him later*...and we watched a movie and he left. Around 3am friend comes home from the bar....VERY drunk. And wants to take De Vil for a walk.
He left the apt at 3:10 at 3:15 he comes up stairs WITHOUT MY DOG. When asked where my dog was he starts to fight with me telling me he is downstairs out back tied up. So I have to run to get him only to come back up stairs to him throwing my stuff into the hallway and when he sees me he runs back into his place and locks me out and hides like the likke faggot that he is.
So now half of my stuff is in the hallway and the other half is in his apt that I still havnt gotten back from him and its been 2 weeks. AND to add insult to injury I still dont have my place the renter hasnt moved out yet so im forced to bounce off peoples sofas...AND I had to put my doggie in the pet hotel so im -168 in my bank account becasue of that....
So yea...thats why I havnt blogged lately....
*takes a deep breathe*
4 months ago my lease was up in my studio. I was going to resign when some friends that I know asked if Iw anted to move into their 3 bedroom duplex...rent would be a grand total of $300 AND that included all my utilities. And since I was payinf 432 NOW I said HELL YEA....
SO I moved in and started to get comfortable. set things up how I wanted it and two months later I wake up to find a for rent sign in my front lawn. When asking the roomies what was going on they didnt answer me. So I called the landlord to find out something VERY surprising...I was paying my rent straight to her but i guess I was the only one in the house that was doing that. The other two thought it would me a beter idea to spend their money on meth....
Well the landlord knew I was paying rent so she was going to ofer that I stay in the place while I look for new roomies. And I said sure why not, that's fair. So then I came home one day to find that the washer, dryer, fridge, and stove were gone. Again no one told me that they DIDNT belong to the apt but a rommie brought them in. And since I wasnt in the mood to buy 4 new ones I decied it would be beter if I moved.
Now I have to find a new place after just moving into that place...but since school ust started everything was full or way too much for me to think about.
Then steps in another friend who offers me his place to stay until I can find a few place...WOOHOOO
I start looking for a place and around 3 weeks goes by and I'm pissed off as fuck because I'm tired as fuck being there, I'm ready to have my own place. Then I found it! a cute apt all my own, I just have to wait for the current renter to move out. That day I get asked when I thought i was going to be moving out... 3 days I reply! And we both did the happy dance, becasue we are queer like that.
Then he gets home from work and decieds he wanted to go to the bar. I wasnt up to it so i stayed in and Aryk came over....*more on him later*...and we watched a movie and he left. Around 3am friend comes home from the bar....VERY drunk. And wants to take De Vil for a walk.
He left the apt at 3:10 at 3:15 he comes up stairs WITHOUT MY DOG. When asked where my dog was he starts to fight with me telling me he is downstairs out back tied up. So I have to run to get him only to come back up stairs to him throwing my stuff into the hallway and when he sees me he runs back into his place and locks me out and hides like the likke faggot that he is.
So now half of my stuff is in the hallway and the other half is in his apt that I still havnt gotten back from him and its been 2 weeks. AND to add insult to injury I still dont have my place the renter hasnt moved out yet so im forced to bounce off peoples sofas...AND I had to put my doggie in the pet hotel so im -168 in my bank account becasue of that....
So yea...thats why I havnt blogged lately....
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