The weird continues...
Aug. 17th, 2010 05:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Ok... things are getting more and more weird around here.
One of my neighbours just asked me if I'd noticed that B's name had been peeled off the mailbox (I should know, I peeled it off myself). I find it strange that he would notice a detail like that, but not realize that we've been hauling boxes and furniture out all weekend. Oh well. Kind of him to make me aware of it. He's a nice guy. A little dotty, but nice.
Speaking of nice neighbours, the couple with the not-quite-as-abusive-as-I-thought daddy have also divorced. Not easy to tell, though, since he had practically nothing to take with him. Apparently he was a cheap bastard who only ever cashed out for the TV and his clothes. Now that's what I call an easy break.
And finally, it seems one of our baby monitors have vanished. Really quite annoying, since those things are expensive as hell... I really hope it fell into one of B's boxes or bags. I'd hate to go buy new ones.
Other than that, things are surprisingly easy. The only real reaction I've had so far is that I'm quite a bit more hungry and tired. I guess the emotional drain manifests itself as physical needs. Oh well. Nothing a few naps and late night snacks won't fix.
Writing has ground to a complete halt, though. I'm sure it'll come back as soon as I start feeling more comfortable in this new world, but bummer. :o(
Just to end this post on a random note, I'd like to express my disgust for whoever the parent was who let a 10-year old girl I saw the other day wear pumps. Growing feet DO NOT LIKE HEELS! *shake fist*
**Quick update** Dead apartment downstairs not dead anymore. Guy moved in today. Young. Dishy. Umf. Methinks there will be ogling. M'yes.
One of my neighbours just asked me if I'd noticed that B's name had been peeled off the mailbox (I should know, I peeled it off myself). I find it strange that he would notice a detail like that, but not realize that we've been hauling boxes and furniture out all weekend. Oh well. Kind of him to make me aware of it. He's a nice guy. A little dotty, but nice.
Speaking of nice neighbours, the couple with the not-quite-as-abusive-as-I-thought daddy have also divorced. Not easy to tell, though, since he had practically nothing to take with him. Apparently he was a cheap bastard who only ever cashed out for the TV and his clothes. Now that's what I call an easy break.
And finally, it seems one of our baby monitors have vanished. Really quite annoying, since those things are expensive as hell... I really hope it fell into one of B's boxes or bags. I'd hate to go buy new ones.
Other than that, things are surprisingly easy. The only real reaction I've had so far is that I'm quite a bit more hungry and tired. I guess the emotional drain manifests itself as physical needs. Oh well. Nothing a few naps and late night snacks won't fix.
Writing has ground to a complete halt, though. I'm sure it'll come back as soon as I start feeling more comfortable in this new world, but bummer. :o(
Just to end this post on a random note, I'd like to express my disgust for whoever the parent was who let a 10-year old girl I saw the other day wear pumps. Growing feet DO NOT LIKE HEELS! *shake fist*
**Quick update** Dead apartment downstairs not dead anymore. Guy moved in today. Young. Dishy. Umf. Methinks there will be ogling. M'yes.
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Date: 2010-08-17 05:51 pm (UTC)Yay for ogle-worthy new neighbour. *eg*
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Date: 2010-08-17 07:19 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-08-17 09:29 pm (UTC)On a more positive note, yay for the new eye candy!!
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Date: 2010-08-18 11:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-18 04:25 am (UTC)What a drag about the monitor. Those things are like gold. How did parents ever get along without them? I hope it turns up.
And how lovely, to have some nice scenery. Ummm, mmmm. Good for a pulse check -- hey, look! I'm not dead yet! ;)
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Date: 2010-08-18 11:20 am (UTC)My mother's reply was: "Well... I kept the windows open a lot. And I wore a lot of sweaters." My mom is great.
If I actually had any real opinion on baby clothes, I wouldn't be able to afford living by it, anyway. Most of his clothes are hand-me-downs and such. My only demands are that it's comfy and clean. So we'll take the pop-culture icons as well as the home-knitted socks. Anything to keep him clothed. ;o) When he gets old enough to choose for himself, I hope I'll have him educated enough to make choices for himself and not for what others might think.
Personally, I take comfort over style any day. And I'm pretty damn sure it shows in my wardrobe. ;o)
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Date: 2010-08-18 03:29 pm (UTC)I have never imagined a baby monitor as an important item, probably because the kids were never that far away. But now I like their bedroom in this house being upstairs from the living room, so when the baby is going to sleep I can only sort of hear her scream.
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Date: 2010-08-18 05:48 pm (UTC)And I'm happy you're doing so well, given everything. *hugs*
Also, YAY for ogling! :D
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