Birthday Blues

So, my 29th birthday is around the corner (June 5th) and I'm feeling all sorts of weird. It's not because I'm afraid to get old and crusty or my clocks ticking or any other crazy female nonsense. It's because I don't have anything planned nig or small. I usually always have some plans eben if their small. Last year, i went to my friends Alan's house for a couple days. It had been a really long time since I had meet someones family and stayed at their house, but I had a great time. We had planed to go to the casino and just chill. His sister made me a birthday cake, which i was not at all expecting and his mom cooked us some great food. It was nice to be with his family when i couldn't be with mine.

Don't take this as a pity plea, but I only have work friends and they are all settled into their lives, so that leaves me with my roommate. Her birthday is 2 days after mine. How crazy is that?

We've talked about a few things, one being a party. I'm not at the point where I feel I'm close enough or special enough to have a birthday party, so I suggested we have the party later on the month..we could still be celebrating, but people may not feel a weird obligation if it's not actually on our birthdays. Lauren's berm here dirt a while, so there are plenty of people she could invite. I need more months to make some friends.

Anyway, we also toyed with the idea of flying either for a day. I'd totally ne up fur that. We have been looking at lost minute deals, but we haven't found anything other than Vegaa (lauren's been and doesn't really wasn't to go back) and some podunk towns so far.

We have a couple days, so let me know if you come up with something cool that's under $200 per person.

It finally happened!

A couple of days ago, I wrote about how much I loved my current living situation and then I wrote about how untrue that was. I've  been leisurely looking for an apartment for the past 5 months and I just hadn't found anything I even remotely liked.

Last week, I moved from being content to being annoyed with budget suites. Nothing in particular, probably a combination of school coming to an end and summer approaching. I don't want to spend my summer feeling unsettled because I wan't to explore and do other things.

So, i took off on tuesday to go find me a home. I saw some okay ones and some that were a definite no...and finally, I found one that I love. Spacious, large closets, garden tub, beautiful view of a lake and a golf course for the great price of $1010 a month for rent alone. WTF. I work in student affairs and wouldn't be able to eat after tacking on the rest of the bills. oh well, maybe on another life.

12 properties and more than 24 hours later, I'm back at work with no progress. A couple weeks ago, a division colleague mentioned that her roommate moved out last semester and she was looking for a new one. She has cats, so I was thinking that would be my lsat choice. Well, my coworker Jules is over me and my situation, so she moved that procesd along on Wed. I was scheduled yi visit her wed night to see if I liked the place and if we were a good fit.

I went, she showed, we talked money, I said yes.

The whole situation is perfect. Lauren is awesome, the house is huge...really huge, and rent is beyond reasonable. It's a match made in haven. I move in tomorrow and I can't wait. Now, we've talked about me not liking our doing  yardwork and she's good with that. I may mow some grass in the winter, but summer heat makes me really sad. She also started gardening recently, so I may take a stab at it, but one worm and I'm done.

Her cats seem harmless to me at the moment. The house doesn't smell like animal which I've known to be the case before, but I've also known the opposite. My eyes only itched for a few seconds, but that's probably because i touched the cat and didn't wash my hands.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to enjoying my staff and creating a lasting friendship with lauren.

Yay to new adventures!

What about a cat's ass?

Urban Dictionary definition...

Cat's Ass - A person,thing or event to be held in high regard. From the meticulous treatment and devotional attention a feline bestowes on its hindquarters. Not in wide useage.

What....

That is definitely NOT what this post is about.

Last night, I went to visit a friend and there are cats... Two to be exact. i don't hate cats (or... animals), but I don't love them either. Anyway, my friend say her black cat love black people...hmm...

Moving on. She also has a tabby-looking cat that didn't come out until I had been over for about 30 minutes or so. Still, not what this post is about.

Sophie (black cat)is getting closer and closer, then she rubs her body on my legs, gets on the couch and kind of strolls by me rubbing her entire body on me. I rubbed her, so it wasn't completely ridiculous of her. This goes on as we continue talking. She jumps off the couch, roams around and I forget about her.

This is what happens next...



Basically, Sophie claimed her territory, told me that I wasn't welcome and was swatted away. I surrender because I can't deal with things like that. It's just too much for my soul.