all my monies

Eh, not feeling a whole lot better. I'm so helpless. Bo's right in the middle of getting all of his stuff into his room. That place is going to be so cramped; it will be awesome. I'll need to vacuum this room pretty thoroughly; the carpet is truly disgusting. I'm hungry enough to eat a bowl of ramen, I may make on in a second.

I'm just...ready for a weekend. Playing catch-up is the longest game of them all. Hrm.

bones become us

I had a rather rude awakening this morning. Bo comes in (without knocking, I think...he wants to see something, I bet. >:D) and tells me the landlord is here. Apparently our rent checks are still in transit, and she wanted her money. So, we wrote new checks, and she'll return the others when or if they arrive. Hrm! Getting kicked out probably would be bad, wouldn't it?

Bo is moving his computer to his room, so I will get to sleep in Central Dogma. The room with the fan, and the lit closet. Happy happy joy joy! It's also the warmest room in the house, so I'll likely have to declare shirtless o'Clock more often.

I'm sleepy. Ugh. I know writing longer entries more often is a good thing, but I'm having trouble adjusting. :\ I'll go lay down a bit, and see if I can't write more later.