I was supposed to go snowboarding today, but after two glorious sunny days, it rained like crazy – in the mountains today. You don’t even have to be a boarder to know that being pelted by cold rain while surrounded by snow isn’t exactly the most pleasant place to be. In the end, I didn’t go. I went to lunch with my sister, and since it’s a lunch on a work day and I didn’t have to work, we got smashed. Then we went shopping all giggly and silly like. My sister wanted to buy me some Tiffany jewelry for my birthday which is more than a month away, I told her it would make me much happier if she gets me something from REI, and she rolled her eyes and insisted I need something nice. I couldn’t find anything I liked, but all in all, I had a good time spending some quality time with my sister. To add salt to an old wound, the day became gloriously sunny late in the afternoon. Thanks, weather gods, I owe you one.
I’ve been condo shopping…and I actually found ONE place that I kind of liked (I say kind of liked because you get a small closet for $375,000) and the damned place doesn’t have a washer and dryer in the unit. It’s shared in the building, which means I have to walk more than ten paces to do laundry – which means if I live there, I will be so stinky no one will come within fog-of-war distance (distance equivalent of a Protoss Carrier) from me. I’m not even going to pretend I’ll do laundry if I have to haul that stuff around, I remember college dorms and how not frequently I did laundry.
Edit: During lunch, this lady, that sat next to my sister and I, asked if we could watch her stuff while she went to the ladies room. I told her yes, and then out of habit, I thanked her (I do that at work a lot, “Oooh, yay new art. So this goes there and that goes there. Okay, got it, thanks a lot!” that sounds sarcastic, but I’m usually pretty damned excited when the artists give me new art). It could be the drunk talking too…which means I’m a stupid nice drunk and not a couch fighting drunk which makes me sad, because couch fighting drunks are so much more fun. Just imagine, “Can you watch my stuff?” KA-POW! *kick her in the neck*