Twitchville*
* Boorish exercises in self-obsession
Twitchville*
* Boorish exercises in self-obsession
7/5/09
Okay, so I am less than a week away form heading out. I already went back to Denver, and dropped off Cody, as well as scattered by mom’s ashes. The combination of the two events was both exhausting and very, very sad. As anybody who is in my friends list on Facebook can attest to, I am pretty obnoxious about my teary-eyed feelings about leaving my fuzzy little cute machine. I left him with my sister, which is the best option in very many ways, since they have known each other his whole life, and she has cared for him in the past. This, combined with the fact that he gets to sleep on her bed, and go with her to work -- not to mention living in the same apartment building that my mom lived in, seems to be something that works pretty well. The major drawback, is that she lives clear at the end of the parking lot of the building, which is about a half a block long, and since he’s not technically supposed to be there, she has to carry him in a bag all the way across the parking lot, and across the street to a place where he can pee to the three times a day. I set him up with his own Facebook page, so that I could have routine updates, which have been helping immensely. Think the Lucky Lord for the interweb!
Today, I am setting out to get my car ready to sell. Originally, I was going to give it to a friend, but when I went to get it smogged, the guy there suggested that I could probably get some decent money for it, and since I just bought a new laptop for work, I would like to see what I can get for it. I feel bad, because I told my friend that I would probably be giving it to her, but am now backpedaling.
Today I will be posting a new Float-E-Cast, which will be the first of the shows that I am going to do, based on my coming life change. Unlike most of my previous shows, there will be little in the way of editing for these, since I will have limited time to be able to get them done, and I really want to make sure that I document the process in my typical, sophomoric, scatological way.
Yay! / Yikes!
May 16, 2009 6:45 PM
Ima
freak out