I’ve been out dancing, drinking, and socializing since 10 pm. I carried a purse that looks like a chicken and handed out hard-boiled eggs. After one roommate went home, I danced by myself as the other told people their fortunes. I believe we made neighborhood friends.
While I’m thinking about peanut butter, just wanted to post a quick reminder to you tumblroos who are planning to hand out candy this year to make sure you have some peanut-free options just in case a tiny boy in a mask that’s too big for him comes by your door and sadly says in his tiny sweet voice, “I have a peanut allergy,” and you realize that none of your candy was made in a peanut-free institution and you have to not give him anything and he just sadly but politely accepts his fate and you feel like the worst person on the planet like I did last year.
I lost my house key on Sunday and the locksmith around the corner can’t copy my roommates’ because our keys are funky.
The credit union called asking for my two most recent pay checks from my job and the phone number at work. I can and will provide both of these things, but I want them to think I’m currently employed and I am not.
My neighbor is currently blasting Kid Rock’s greatest hits.
Literally every person I have met, walked by, or not given change to has been so friendly. I’ve already met two of my neighbors and was told “Welcome to the neighborhood” by at least three people yesterday when we were unloading the moving truck. I can count the times that happened to me in New York on zero hands.
My couch wouldn’t fit through the door yesterday. So we sawed the legs off.
I am biking to the Benjamin Moore store in a moment so I can paint my room yellow.
Amelie kitty only has one working eye (her full name is Amelie Anomaly because we are kind, sympathetic people) so her depth perception is less than perfect. With all the boxes and suitcases everywhere, she keeps running into things and skidding around corners and getting utterly freaked out and it’s hilarious and keeping me from devolving into an anxious mess.