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Party?
Sep. 5th, 2006 | 10:48 pm
Well I might as well use this journal for something.
I want to throw a party. Not immediately, but in a few weeks.
People I want to invite:
Josh
Jordan and Chantel
Ray and Mary Beth
Renya and Paul
Elizabeth
People I might invite:
Kristin
Dan
Craig
The guy who threw the Haloween party and his gf (names elude me right now).
Suzanne and Andy
John
Sayward and Doug
I think some of these people will likely have to work the next day (Mary Beth, Renya). Maybe they could come for dinner and not stay late?
Just thoughts...no actual plans yet. Anyway, off to bed...it's 11pm!
I want to throw a party. Not immediately, but in a few weeks.
People I want to invite:
Josh
Jordan and Chantel
Ray and Mary Beth
Renya and Paul
Elizabeth
People I might invite:
Kristin
Dan
Craig
The guy who threw the Haloween party and his gf (names elude me right now).
Suzanne and Andy
John
Sayward and Doug
I think some of these people will likely have to work the next day (Mary Beth, Renya). Maybe they could come for dinner and not stay late?
Just thoughts...no actual plans yet. Anyway, off to bed...it's 11pm!
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Stupid Landlady
Apr. 2nd, 2006 | 11:12 am
location: my shaking room
mood: 
sick
music: the mommas and the poppas (not by my choice)
Okay...so I can't say this stuff in real life, but it needs to be said. So, once again, lj to the rescue.
Dear Landlady,
You're the worst possible person to rent out a room to a student. You're inflexible, and very set in your ways. You're a TOTAL hypocrite. Right now, you've got music blaring downstairs while you are vacuuming your room upstairs. You started this behaviour at 9 am on a Sunday morning. The music is so loud, the floor is shaking. Yet I brush my teeth too loudly? You make me feel so trapped. I'm sick, my eyes burn and I have a fever. I dont' want to listen to your music. Yet I don't feel well enough to go out. The thing is, I'm not the only one subjected to your early blaring music. The DJ next door that you bitch to turn down his music at 8 pm is also subjected to is, as well as the rest of the townhouse complex. The walls just aren't that thick.
Leaving your underwear on the counter is disgusting! Especially if you live with someone. I there was no need for it to be downstairs in the first place.
You need a life. Friends. Perhaps a man. Something. You know, have something in your life to keep you up past 8 pm occasionally?
You called me "not too bright". I can't judge on that. But I try to be as considerate of you as I can. I can't wait to be out of here in 30 days!
Oh yeah, and FUCK YOU!
~APT
Dear Landlady,
You're the worst possible person to rent out a room to a student. You're inflexible, and very set in your ways. You're a TOTAL hypocrite. Right now, you've got music blaring downstairs while you are vacuuming your room upstairs. You started this behaviour at 9 am on a Sunday morning. The music is so loud, the floor is shaking. Yet I brush my teeth too loudly? You make me feel so trapped. I'm sick, my eyes burn and I have a fever. I dont' want to listen to your music. Yet I don't feel well enough to go out. The thing is, I'm not the only one subjected to your early blaring music. The DJ next door that you bitch to turn down his music at 8 pm is also subjected to is, as well as the rest of the townhouse complex. The walls just aren't that thick.
Leaving your underwear on the counter is disgusting! Especially if you live with someone. I there was no need for it to be downstairs in the first place.
You need a life. Friends. Perhaps a man. Something. You know, have something in your life to keep you up past 8 pm occasionally?
You called me "not too bright". I can't judge on that. But I try to be as considerate of you as I can. I can't wait to be out of here in 30 days!
Oh yeah, and FUCK YOU!
~APT
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Having a good day, want to share it with the world
Mar. 21st, 2006 | 03:16 pm
Today, it feels like I'm emerging from the muck I've been crawling through. I was able to (mostly) pay attention in class today, I have a to-do list for the first time in weeks, and a plan on how to get everythng done and still have time for fun. I just finished a comparative imaging test that I did well on, and my mom sent me a card. I also came to realize today, it's only five weeks until I'm done classes and can move out of this hellhole.
LARPing this weekend was a much needed break from everything, even if I did still have some anxiety attacks. I was thinking on the subway today how I want to LARP again, but I'm going to need some practice with incantations, fighting, and keeping track of how many times I've been hit. I know AJ was thinking of doing something like that this weekend for the newbies, but I don't know if he'll follow through with the plan. I have to run now, I just came home for pilates pants, but I wanted to record my good thoughts before they disappeared.
-APT
LARPing this weekend was a much needed break from everything, even if I did still have some anxiety attacks. I was thinking on the subway today how I want to LARP again, but I'm going to need some practice with incantations, fighting, and keeping track of how many times I've been hit. I know AJ was thinking of doing something like that this weekend for the newbies, but I don't know if he'll follow through with the plan. I have to run now, I just came home for pilates pants, but I wanted to record my good thoughts before they disappeared.
-APT