Monday, January 31, 2005
In a hating mood
It definitely looks like I will be pulling an all-nighter. In a way it's a good thing. I might get into a more normal sleeping pattern afterwards.
I am totally overwhelmed by this house painting plan. I hate packing, I hate unpacking. Not only I am supposed to box whatever is lying around the house so that the painters can move the furniture to the middle of the room and cover it before starting their job, but I also have to pack enough clothes to get me through my stay at Cecilia's.
Nicolas came to help me out today. Then Fabian came by. He's coming back tomorrow but I am increasingly leaning towards tipping the painters and leaving the packing to them.
Spoke to Pam. She's choosing the shades of white for my walls. I can't be bothered. She should get back to me tomorrow.
To make matters worse I have a gazillion documents to take care of before tomorrow morning. My lease is up for renewal in a couple of days and I should sign on the dots so carefully pointed at by post-its on the contract that my landlord has left for me to fill. I also have to sign a few other dotted lines on documents my sister has sent me and I should be sending back by tomorrow. I hate paperwork with a passion. A whole lotta passion.
And to make matters much much much worse, ABC had the nerve to broadcast a rerun of Desperate Housewives tonight. Jerks.
So, being in this kind of shitty mood, and against my better judgment I let Nicolas talk me into dying my hair orange. I shall do it tomorrow. Given the way I treat my hair, you could argue that I hate it too.
Sunday, January 30, 2005
Just the beginning of a plan
Johanny is back in NY and without Pascale and the baby until March. We decided to keep each other much needed company. So he's game for Tuesday. So is Rommy and another girl from Derek's class, and a few Corean friends of hers. Marc too. And Claudia. And whoever wants to show up and celebrate. Not sure there's a lot to celebrate, but a chance at another day this side of the ground should suffice.
I hear some people sleep at night. I don't seem to be one of them.
I've been tossing and turning so far. My mind is racing but I am far too tired to get up and do something. Not that there is a lack of things for me to do.
Life's huge little pleasures
Few things compare to the absolute delight of coming home late at night, taking all your clothes off and sliding naked between clean sheets. Ah! Pure happiness!
Saw Hide and Seek with Melissa today. Although the movie has quite a few loose ends, it's scary enough and I just adore Dakota Fanning. However, I am still waiting for a truly scary movie. They all seem very predictable (yes, even this one) or maybe I've seen too many.
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Exploiting my anal friends
In a corner of my living room, hidden behind an extremely hideous recliner chair, all sort of things were found. Bags and bags of unopened letters from the bank, old receipts, pictures, CDs, medical results from labs, backpacks, you name it. Elena was joyously freaking out, throwing out just about anything she laid eyes on, not before reducing it to tiny little pieces (some people are really strict with this whole stolen identity thing). Pilar on the hand was in a state of shock. Miguel found the situation and my mental state amusing. I have come to the conclusion that I am even more laid back than I thought I was. Lets not sweat the little things.