I'm sitting on my chair in the 'kitchen' part of my apartment and I'm waiting for my landlord to come back, he's decided to bring me a bed, which makes me happy. I really can't wait to have something like that, it will help me get a chance to sleep on something that is not the floor so I don't have to worry about further ruining my comforter and covering the other blankets in food, ashes and dirt. Which reminds me, I have to at least get one side table to be able to put a light, book or netbook there, and to have things at my reach when I need them. Also, an alarm clock. I'll need that too.
Sure the place right now, the more I put things in, the more it seems to be getting smaller and smaller but I think it's kind of like a good thing. It lets me keep track of the things I need to keep, and the things I should be getting rid of.
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So the landlord came back and brought me a bed and another table and some other chairs that could be basically made for little people. Which is good in a sense because now this place actually looks like it could be liveable. I made a list of things I need which has now grown to two pages and that's not even counting any food. I know that I can scratch some stuff out now that I acquired a few more things. I still have to walk to the store and buy some 2L pop bottles and find a way to drink one so I can freeze it and give it to Karen so I can keep getting rides home from her. That was kind of the deal we had, so I have to fulfill it in some sense. Otherwise, I'll have to end up walking home from work and it's still not something I am prepared to do.
Now that I cleaned everything up, I don't really know what to do. There's nothing to do really, except for just hanging out and doing absolutely squat all. Fun stuff. Meh. I guess I'll just color or something. Maybe read. And then later I'll pick up a 2L for Karen. Yep, that's what I'll do.
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