I won't have internet at the new apartment until ??? next week. I don't understand why tv/phone/internet companies feel it's necessary to rape you so hard. I'm talking about fees and "necessary" add-ons. Aren't they basically providing essential service now? I don't care for your business practices, media conglomerate. When is this nation-wide free wifi going to vibrate directly into our brains.
In my new mailbox there were lady catalogs and an invitation to a stranger's baby shower. It's so jarring to consider the life of a rental dwelling; This place was someone's before. The place I was will be someone else's. I have to go back and finish grabbing the last few miscellaneous things from my old place, then clean it all. I am dreading this so much it makes me quivery and nauseous. How do you deal with seeing the past two and a half years of your life revert to tabula rasa?
I become terribly attached. To this and that, to everything. One of my many great flaws is perhaps an abundance of fondness.
Hermit crabs.
I'm kind of retarded lately. I need to settle.
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