All aboard! Last train to crazytown.

Actually...I think I may have become a resident for life in Crazytown.
We all know the saying "When life hands you lemons, make lemonade." I recently heard it told another way, and ... well. I like the new version much more.

"When life hands you lemons...make lemonade. Then go find someone else who's life gave them vodka."

:-)

Soooo...I'm moved. In my own place. 3 nights on my own now. Peace and quiet, sans the damn gardening guys. I mean..seriously? They were here yesterday for hours. HOURS, and early, too. Like 9 am. And today? Again? Isn't there another section of landscaping you can go blow your hot air on? But, it's a nice apartment, a beautiful complex. My neighbors are nice, the few that I've met.

I'm living in the midst of garbage sacks full of clothes to be donated, empty boxes to be thrown out, and a dining room set that needs to be assembled. That SOB is effin heavy.

Work is going really really good. That just sounds grammatically incorrect, but I don't give a damn at the moment.

I truly enjoy my job at Fred Meyer's. It's (so far) a great company, and it's always busy, so the time flies by. I've gotten a ton of compliments, and only one grumpy customer thus far. Who, in turn, turned out to be very nice once she found out I'd only been working on the floor for a week. Full of well wishes and "you're doing great kid" compliments. Heh. Me? A kid.

LMAO Not if you ask some people.
Oh, and. I'm not having a birthday ever again. I'm 29 forever. Yep. Don't laugh, don't argue.


FOR
EV
ERRR!

just want that to be known by all that I cannot and will not embrace my thirties. Thirties do not exist for me. I've stopped time for me, and will not age another day.

I know, it's a grand place here in crazytown.


So ... I'm out. Shower, then going to do some retail therapy. Who says I'm out of money? I still have plastic. :P (Just kidding)

ONce the place is all set up I'll get around to taking some pics.

Peace.