I think I’m in the Twilight Zone. My sister and I were looking at old photos, and she came across one from a Christmas many years ago.
In it, I am holding a Heart/Hart Family doll set. What is strange is that I never remember receiving it. I wanted them so bad, but my parents couldn’t afford them. My initial theory was that they were my cousin’s, since she got the pricier gifts from our grandparents, but my sister said there was no way she would let me look at her gift.
I’ve gone back and looked at the dolls, and am now questioning if I actually did own them.
You know how I mentioned that when my cap and gown arrived, I’d take pictures?
Well … they did show up, and I had planned to take photos, but it was the middle of June. June in my neck of the suburbs is/was akin to Satan’s backside, and I couldn’t be bothered to sweat while applying makeup and donning the gown. So it has been sitting in my closet for the last six months. I also got a Bachelors hood, which was interesting in figuring out how it was supposed to look.
My dad was also looking forward to taking photos as well, and now it seems redundant to take the photos so long after I graduated. I may end up doing it one day while it’s still cool out of sheer boredom, we’ll see.
In case this is news, I have been grossly displeased living in my apartment. There have been nothing but issues over the last nine months, and I am fed up. This has culminated in mold being in my storage closet from a water heater leak in July (maintenance told me I caught it early, so I didn’t think I needed to remove the stuff in it to allow the closet to air dry).
I’ve been keeping record of my visits/emails to the office since September, and here are the two most recent:
In a bid of bringing some Christmas cheer to my living room, I got some wall stickers from Target. Having two cats who think Christmas decor means “PARTY!” (technically it’s just one who thinks this way), it’s hard to decorate nicely. My sister went crazy decorating, and I thought I would share photos of her handiwork.
I got the leftover pieces for my room, but they came out a disaster, so no pictures from there.
For the review I wrote for my apartment complex for when I eventually move out. I was candid (three pages worth, which I will likely revise due to length), but I left out some personal anecdotes (like the manager trading sexual favors for lower building costs for the construction work that has taken over six months to complete, which could have been shorter if they worked five days a week like they were supposed to. But this is a rumor), but I think I made my point that people ought to look elsewhere for a place to live.
Maybe when all is said and done, I will post the full one here. I just wish my dad would write of his own and send it to me. I know he plans to write one, and his will likely be more skewering than mine, and probably much shorter.
I am getting ready for my Christmas posts, so keep your eyes peeled!
I wasn’t sure I was going to make a post for Thanksgiving this year, seeing as the only major events in the past year have been graduating college Cum Laude and Donald Trump winning the Electoral College votes and becoming the next president. With that said, I felt it would be good if I did write one.
I am thankful for:
Graduating college Cum Laude. It was a sometimes frustrating online college experience, and I was pretty certain that my Global Society/Diversity instructor was going to fail me, but I made it out alive.
My cats. One is head-butting me right now, because she wants love and I’m finishing this post before heading off to bed (I wrote this Wednesday night).
Music. It’s kept me from losing my mind while the teenage girl downstairs plays obnoxious thumping music after school before her mom comes home and all goes silent.
Joe Kenda, for being an awesome former homicide detective who truly enjoys bringing the bad guys down.
ID Discovery, for putting Lt. Joe Kenda’s case files on TV.
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them. Easily one of the best movies I’ve seen recently.
The various Yelp reviewers who have ripped my apartment complex to shreds and to one in particular who called out the manager for her evasion of addressing issues several tenants have put into reviews or have spoken to her about in-person.
My body, for tolerating cheese again. I’m trying not to over-do it, but seven years without milk products has made me crazy for M&Ms.
What am I not thankful for?
My apartment complex, for keeping me from being able to sit on my balcony while the building is under repairs. It’s been a six-month nightmare that doesn’t seem to be ending anytime soon.
The lackluster series finale of Castle.
The current political climate of the United States and the treatment of those who are of different skin tones or “taboo” religions.
As usual, enjoy the day. I’m eating pizza and watching movies.
Last night was brutal. I shed a few tears out genuine fear of what is to come, hours before the results were announced.
I love having the ability to work, make decisions about my body and who can touch it, and having access to free birth control. Now, that’s all out the window. I cannot afford medical care because I don’t have a job; and even though I do have access to free healthcare in my state, I don’t use it because it is harder than hell to get in to see anyone. Now, that is threatened, as well as using birth control, which allows me to have painless periods.
I will try to be optimistic. Politicians rarely follow through on most of what they promise, but the fact that this guy has one of the United States’ foremost religious anti-abortionists in his pocket makes me truly nervous.
To the non-Americans that follow and read this blog, I DID NOT VOTE FOR HIM!
As I mentioned in a previous post, I have spent much of the summer/autumn watching movies I normally wouldn’t. To be honest, there are quite a few, so I am going to narrow the list down to eight or ten.