So, when I said that nothing was going on today?
Totally and utterly lied.
I've been doing laundry since about 9am. I didn't realise how much stuff we had in bags. D: I'm nearly done, though. I may even have a few quarters left over when I'm done.
Doing laundry means going outside. This means running into my neighbours. Most of them are kinda creepy, but the guy on the other side of the building, whom I have to pass to get to the laundry room, is pretty cool. He's about mid-40s or so and lives in one of these tiny-ass little apartments with his lady, who apparently left him last night (or at least, made it very clear that she's planning on doing it soon). So, he's home today and totally losing his mind. Last week (I think. It may have been the week previous) I lent him a book, and he's been going nuts over it. Apparently he really likes theoretical physics, and didn't even know it. Talking to him today, I learned that we're allowed to paint our apartments. I've never been in his before today, but he's done his kitchen up with racing stripes and motorcycles. It looks really slick.
So, I'm in the process of getting the apartment cleaned up, because I am TOTALLY doing this place up. I'm so sick of the yellow walls and disgusting wood patterns in the kitchen. I really like this place, and it's affordable, and since moving doesn't seem like it's going to be happening, I'm going to make this place look like something I can live with for a while.
While I was talking with Rich, my mum sent me a text message about how she's grateful for everyone in her life. She'll do this sort of thing every now and again, and it usually means that she's found god again, as she's wont to do every few years. Turns out, I was sort of half right. Apparently my step-brother, Leo, rolled his car last night. Ten times. And walked away.
This is the second time something like this has happened. The first time, it was my cousin, Zach. He did pretty much the same thing. Rolled his car, took out a road sign, and hit a tree. And then got up and phoned for a tow-truck. WTF?
I also finally mailed that package. Now I don't have to look at it any more.
So, there we go. It's not even midday, and aside from the laundry, the entire day has changed completely from what I'd expected.