Real things I said today.
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.
Going out in Philly is so far 1 for 1.
Says “No Smoking” the door, but the first thing the bartender asks is if we want an ashtray.
None of which All of which I’m going to get.
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.
Awesome Peanut-free candies:
- Sour Patch Kids
- Swedish Fish
- Pop Rocks
- Tootsie Rolls (or anything made by Tootsie)
- Laffy Taffy
- Sweet Tarts
- Push Pops
- Now and Laters
- Twizzlers/Red Vines
- Junior Mints
Who wants to hire me? I’m really great at lots of stuff.
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.
My ankle hurts.
My roommates and I had a champagne toast this evening.
This is about to be a crazy adventure.
Should I just use flickr?
I am woefully behind the times and am just upgrading to Snow Leopard. Do I have to take all my files off the computer to do so? I hope not.
Didn’t take long for that bubble to burst.
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.
So far so great.