Some people are scared to see what's happening frequently

Since before I moved in we've been having some problems with a small leak in our kitchen ceiling. Well, on Thursday afternoon the leak got a lot bigger and our apartment management finally decided it might be time to do something about it. Friday the plumber came. This is what our ceiling looked like before I ran errands.


Please note the location of the dishwasher.


This is what the ceiling/kitchen looked like after I ran errands. And what it continues to look like. Note the former location of the dishwasher and how there is no longer a wall there. Luckily we did that sink full of dishes before they took out the dishwasher. And by we I mean Chala did them and I read her hilarious restaurant reviews while she worked.

Always an adventure.

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?

Another tale from work.

We're driving home and trying to fine a good radio station to listen to. We came across a station playing a Queen song. One girl wants to change the station.

Me: Aw, come on, this is classic!
Girl: Yeah, classic crap!
Me: Fine.

We continue to scan stations and find the same radio station being broadcast on a different frequency and still playing the same song.

Girl: Oh! Leave it here, this is a good song!
Me: Hysterical laughter.
Girl: What?
Me: This is the song you just called classic crap!
Girl. Uh...

Caught in another lie. Like the lie she told when she said she packed me dinner.

Seas would rise when I gave the word

Perhaps I would be unpacking if I didn't have a sinus infection.

Also, have you downloaded your copy yet?

I love it when you talk so much and act like nothing went wrong. I'm looking for a dead end song.

Gravity has taken better men than me.

This is what my life looks like right now.





And I still have more stuff to do.

I'm an assassin and I had a job to do...

If you've come here today looking for bird stories... YOU ARE A WINNER! I've got two.

Bird Story #1:

Sunday at work some girls were working on cleaning in the barn. I went out to check on them and decided to take a walk around the back side of the barn where I almost stepped on this:


Which made the parent birds freak out and fan their tails at me.

One of the girls put a stake in the ground so that no one runs over or walks on the eggs since they're so camouflaged.

Bird Story #2:

Not as pleasant.
And lucky for you, no pictures.

I was stopped at a light. Windows down. As the light changed and I started to drive I saw a flash of something falling right in front of me and then SPLAT. Dead bird right next to me. Out of nowhere.

Is that some sort of bad omen?

I've been patiently waiting, okay maybe not so patiently, for my new phone to arrive. Well, now it's here and i'm blogging from it. Hooray?

Pappa was a copper and mamma was a hippie

I decided that I wanted to blog everyday during the month of May.

However, today I worked 17 hours so this is all you get. Even my quote of the night isn't that great unless you know the parties involved: "I'm not going to participate in this nonsense."

Her name is Rio and she dances on the sand

So, I'm moving. Not anywhere far away or exciting really, just from Orem to Provo again.

I hate moving with a fiery passion.

Today I:

• took pictures of all the tiny things wrong with the apartment so I don't get charged for them.
• moved furniture.
• visited my invalid friend HoJo and also Piz.
• considered very strongly the thought of quitting and watching a movie with them.
  
• bought and carried 8 cinder blocks to raise my bed up.
• moved a small amount of stuff.
• discovered I have no source of light in my room.
  
• slid down three stairs, almost falling all the way down, while carrying too much stuff.
  
• took a quick trip to Ikea.
• procured a bookshelf for twenty bones and a lamp for ten. Plus some trash cans and book ends and a tiny easel. And a hot dog.
  
• also carried that dang book shelf around. It weighs 43 lbs according to the box.
• was mooned while driving.
  
• went bowling.
  
• started to assemble the bookshelf when I decided that having the lamp put together would be helpful.
  
• put the lamp together only to realize that I didn't have any light bulbs.
• put the whole dang bookshelf together by myself.
  
• and I did it right the first time.
  
• put my DVDs on the shelves.

What a thrilling day, right?

In summary: If DVDs were the only thing I owned, I would be all moved in.

Mayday! May Day!

Wednesday at work:

Girl: Did someone dump you today?
Me: No, why? Does it look like someone dumped me?
Girl: Yeah, it does.



Note to self: wear eye makeup.