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lizwontcryI have many things to share about my new house, which I moved into this weekend. Like the fact that I hate the master bedroom bathroom, and I will have to buy a sleeping mask because there's a light situation that I'm not fond of, and my BFF is so amazing and awesome and helpful and luvvvv, and the movers on Saturday are definitely not going on my Christmas list. But to sum it all up, I had an experience on Sunday afternoon that made me entirely happy with the universe.
On Sunday afternoon, after me and BFF returned from the Apple store with my brand new shiny iPhone 4 (I love it so much, I can't helpppp it!), we came home to find my uncle and my cousin watching the Cowboys game with my mom. My uncle had fixed the bed that the movers had just left as a pile of screws on the floor. My cousin had brought over a dog she'd just rescued a few nights ago that she named Snooki (She's 18, what can you really do sometimes). And I was just sitting there in my house full of boxes thinking, this is so awesome. I have guests here. I have a dog. We're all watching the game. Everyone is happy. There is hope for the future based on this one moment. I am in my happy place. Ahhhh.
Also, here's a fun story: my cousin pretty much cornered this little dog on the street at like 1:00 in the morning when it was running around loose. The dog also had a little doggie friend but he got away. So my cousin grabs Snooki and rescues her, essentially. Then she brings her over to my house and I take a picture of her because it's a dog and I take pictures of dogs. Later, my mom and I go to dinner with my dad and I get all excited again and show him the picture. When we get back to my dad's house, he checks his mailbox and he finds a missing dog flier. Guess who the missing dog is? Snooki. Snooki and her long lost brother are now back at home with their owners, and now everyone is happy (except maybe my cousin, who was totally in love with her). I love good doggie stories like that, don't you? Good times.
I'm at work today but I have the next 3 days off. My mom and I are going to unpack and make it look all pretty. My mattress and other assorted furniture is being delivered tomorrow and I'm soooo excited. I want this house to be my motivation. To lose weight, to be more than what I am. I realllly want that to happen. Rock on.
Josh and I are doing well. Like, way better than usual. I feel like the dynamic of our relationship has changed in a mostly good way and that makes me nervous. It's reallllly hard to explain but...it's there. He's still sick and probably depressed and I need to get him to a doctor and I'd prefer it not be at some clinic where they ship you in and out as fast as possible. My mom's best friend's husband is a ear nose and throat doctor and I really hope she can help me get Josh in there with him. He has some issues and it's really getting out of hand now. Psshhh.
Oh, and I think I'm going to write something supernatural-ish for Nanowrimo this year. I have banned myself from writing anything about rock stars or bands in general because that's just my default Nano position. This year I want to write about a new race of creatures. They're...coyote people. They're...time traveling coyote people. Okay, I don't know, but something like that. I need to get out of my comfort zone and write something entirely different. It's gonna be awesome.
There are things happening in the GNR world. I will put a cut since 85% of you don't care.
First of all, Duff, one of the original members of GNR, joined Axl onstage in London. Axl didn't exactly seemed thrilled by the whole thing, he never talked to or really interacted with Duff at all, but it was really great to see them sharing a stage together again after 17 years. It makes me feel good to know that Axl is making these things happen. I'm proud of him. Even though I'm sure he knew it would spark "OMGZ REUNION!!!" talk, he probably also knew people would be talking about this for months and it would give a lot of fans a lot of pleasure. He's just very happy lately and he's looking amazing and I've seen so many reviews from people saying "It was the best night of my life!!" I think this tour has been really good for the band and for Axl's well-being. A happy Axl makes me happy. Thank goodness we've moved on from CrazyPants 2001-2002 Axl.
They are still throwing down Don't Cry at almost every show now. I'm just so delighted by this. I can't really deal with the fact that there still hasn't been any US dates added and the European tour is over next week. After that, only 6 more dates in December and then nothing. Sadface.
Another thing is my twitter communication with Tommy Stinson. I am not imagining this; he really does answer me more than most people. On his page now there's 3 replies to me, two of them within one minute of each other. The biggest thing: some random chick asked him to meet her at the Hard Rock to sign her ticket...and he did. I feel like, if they do ever tour the US, I will be able to meet him just by merely asking him to. And mayyybeee that is my ticket to having any kind of communication longer than 10 seconds with Axl. I'm just sayin' is all. I'm not saying OMG ME AND AXL ARE GETTING MARRIED BECAUSE TOMMY LOVES ME. I'm saying that Tommy is a nice guy, we communicate well on Twitter, and there's a good chance I can meet him someday. Really.
Also I'm completely obsessed with this picture and have been for about a week now.
Yessss.
That is all. Carry on.
On Sunday afternoon, after me and BFF returned from the Apple store with my brand new shiny iPhone 4 (I love it so much, I can't helpppp it!), we came home to find my uncle and my cousin watching the Cowboys game with my mom. My uncle had fixed the bed that the movers had just left as a pile of screws on the floor. My cousin had brought over a dog she'd just rescued a few nights ago that she named Snooki (She's 18, what can you really do sometimes). And I was just sitting there in my house full of boxes thinking, this is so awesome. I have guests here. I have a dog. We're all watching the game. Everyone is happy. There is hope for the future based on this one moment. I am in my happy place. Ahhhh.
Also, here's a fun story: my cousin pretty much cornered this little dog on the street at like 1:00 in the morning when it was running around loose. The dog also had a little doggie friend but he got away. So my cousin grabs Snooki and rescues her, essentially. Then she brings her over to my house and I take a picture of her because it's a dog and I take pictures of dogs. Later, my mom and I go to dinner with my dad and I get all excited again and show him the picture. When we get back to my dad's house, he checks his mailbox and he finds a missing dog flier. Guess who the missing dog is? Snooki. Snooki and her long lost brother are now back at home with their owners, and now everyone is happy (except maybe my cousin, who was totally in love with her). I love good doggie stories like that, don't you? Good times.
I'm at work today but I have the next 3 days off. My mom and I are going to unpack and make it look all pretty. My mattress and other assorted furniture is being delivered tomorrow and I'm soooo excited. I want this house to be my motivation. To lose weight, to be more than what I am. I realllly want that to happen. Rock on.
Josh and I are doing well. Like, way better than usual. I feel like the dynamic of our relationship has changed in a mostly good way and that makes me nervous. It's reallllly hard to explain but...it's there. He's still sick and probably depressed and I need to get him to a doctor and I'd prefer it not be at some clinic where they ship you in and out as fast as possible. My mom's best friend's husband is a ear nose and throat doctor and I really hope she can help me get Josh in there with him. He has some issues and it's really getting out of hand now. Psshhh.
Oh, and I think I'm going to write something supernatural-ish for Nanowrimo this year. I have banned myself from writing anything about rock stars or bands in general because that's just my default Nano position. This year I want to write about a new race of creatures. They're...coyote people. They're...time traveling coyote people. Okay, I don't know, but something like that. I need to get out of my comfort zone and write something entirely different. It's gonna be awesome.
There are things happening in the GNR world. I will put a cut since 85% of you don't care.
First of all, Duff, one of the original members of GNR, joined Axl onstage in London. Axl didn't exactly seemed thrilled by the whole thing, he never talked to or really interacted with Duff at all, but it was really great to see them sharing a stage together again after 17 years. It makes me feel good to know that Axl is making these things happen. I'm proud of him. Even though I'm sure he knew it would spark "OMGZ REUNION!!!" talk, he probably also knew people would be talking about this for months and it would give a lot of fans a lot of pleasure. He's just very happy lately and he's looking amazing and I've seen so many reviews from people saying "It was the best night of my life!!" I think this tour has been really good for the band and for Axl's well-being. A happy Axl makes me happy. Thank goodness we've moved on from CrazyPants 2001-2002 Axl.
They are still throwing down Don't Cry at almost every show now. I'm just so delighted by this. I can't really deal with the fact that there still hasn't been any US dates added and the European tour is over next week. After that, only 6 more dates in December and then nothing. Sadface.
Another thing is my twitter communication with Tommy Stinson. I am not imagining this; he really does answer me more than most people. On his page now there's 3 replies to me, two of them within one minute of each other. The biggest thing: some random chick asked him to meet her at the Hard Rock to sign her ticket...and he did. I feel like, if they do ever tour the US, I will be able to meet him just by merely asking him to. And mayyybeee that is my ticket to having any kind of communication longer than 10 seconds with Axl. I'm just sayin' is all. I'm not saying OMG ME AND AXL ARE GETTING MARRIED BECAUSE TOMMY LOVES ME. I'm saying that Tommy is a nice guy, we communicate well on Twitter, and there's a good chance I can meet him someday. Really.
Also I'm completely obsessed with this picture and have been for about a week now.
Yessss.
That is all. Carry on.
