Splish Splash

Splish splash, I am one busy bitch.

I have spent the last week going looney tunes with work, family, and my car.

On the work front, everything is going great. I am really comfortable with my work, and it's really nice because it's so clean there. So, I don't pull my hair our as often having anxiety attacks over the clutter and mess in my homelife. It's nice to have that peace. On a sad front, I think I have gained like 7 pounds since I started working there since all I do (once my cleaning is done) is sit on my ass eating oreos and watching TV. I need to start bringing some carrot sticks or nuts or something. I DID run up and down the downstairs hallway the other day when there was nobody else there. That should count for something. Man, I am weird.

On the family front, I don't even know where to begin. Jason and Liz got moved into a house three doors down (the first person to leave a comment about the band is getting smacked in the genitals the next time I see them), and that's pretty cool because when I start to freak out I can just run down to their house. Which rules. We bought my mom a laptop for her birthday (we being my dad, Samantha, and me). Of course, when it arrived, though, the wireless did not function properly. I spent a day on the phone with Linksys (who frankly, if I may be so bold, sets the standard for tech support) getting my router's firmware upgraded (which I know how to do, now, because I watched while she remotely accessed my parents' computer), and after that did not fix the issue with the laptop, I sent that shit back. We ordered her a new one and look forward to getting it soon and SO HELP ME GOD IF IT DOESN'T WORK RIGHT!!!!!

On my car front, I got the fusible link repaired, a new timing belt, a new waterpump, new tires, new tirerods, and an alignment. As soon as I get the windshield replaced, I will be able to get it registered and plated and then OH MY GOD I WILL HAVE MY OWN CAR! I thought we were going to die driving it to get new tires put on it. When they took them off they told me that one of the tires had at least two cans of fix a flat in it. If I ever see that guy I bought the car from again, I am going to punch him in the sternum. What a fucking idiot. Oh well.

I got a haircut last week. Or this week. I can't remember. And I got contacts today. So, now I look like this:

I know. I am one pretty lady. It's hard to believe I am single.

My friend Nats started a movie reviewing blog called Sculpting in Time. I've added it on the side over there, and if you like movies, reviews, or stuff that is really well written you should check it out. Tell her Kashmir sent you. Hurr hurr.