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Mysterious midnight visitor

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I woke up at around 3:00 am to find this little dude rubbing his head on my hand. I guess he had gotten in through my slightly open window. I couldn’t tell if he was a stray, but he was so clean and affectionate that I think he may be someone’s pet. Sadly, he was gone when I woke in the morning, but if I run into him again I’ll have to see if he needs a home.

Oh, and I am posting this on my new Motorola Droid! It’s super sweet.

some various odds and ends.

I’ve always been the reserved type– the girl who sits to the side quietly observing the party around her. In college, this made me mysterious. Now it just makes me boring.

I decided sometime around the presidential elections that I’d finish writing the book of poetry that I had been toying with putting together for a few years. My poetry is horrible, but it will hopefully sate that impractical need of mine to say exactly what I am feeling in as obfuscated a manner as possible.

I disabled my OKCupid account, as I have neither the drive nor desire to scour profiles looking for that unlikely guy who seems remotely interesting enough to message. Every guy I’ve been excited about invariably is disinterested in me, anyway. Since the handful of dates (all 8 of them!) I’ve gone on in the past two years of my being single have all originated through some form of online bullshit, this pretty much clinches the fact that I’m permanently single.

I own a condo now. I don’t know if I mentioned this before, but it bears repeating. This satisfies my long term goal of owning property before I turn 30. Unfortunately, my only other long term goal was to fall in love, so I’m going to need to find a new one. I wonder if there are any world records involving bacon I can break.

OK, I’m ready to move

Yeah, he climbed into that box on his own. He’s been sleeping in it all afternoon.

WTF, Staples?!?

So despite my hoarding FreshDirect boxes for a year and a half, I was short for my upcoming move. I figured I’d go to Staples and pick up a box or six, since begging at the grocery store isn’t up my alley.

Anyway…

WTF, staples? Nearly NINE DOLLARS for three boxes? It’s CARDBOARD, for fuck’s sake!