Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo (aubkabob) wrote,
Ticklebuddy Wonderpoo
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An injury to make you wince: last night, I managed to scrape off the skin on the knuckle of my thumb, causing it to bleed immediately. It continued to seep through bandages and was bleeding when I woke up this morning. Pretty darn silly for such a little injury. I now have a giant knuckle bandage on it, which is preventing me from bending it. Makes the texty messages a bit hard to do, though...

Signed a year's lease, putting us at this address for at least a year longer... or so. Rent went up $25. Still a smokin' deal, though, $725 for a two point five story, two bed, one point five bath townhome. We also have to pay our own water now, boo.

We also discovered that out of all the different poo colors they've been painting the buildings (light reddish poo brown, pea poo green, and dehydrated pee yellow), we'll be getting the yellow.

We also learned that they're not planning on getting another trash bin for the complex, but are planning on urging all residents to recycle more, as well as import a compactor.

The Price of Milk was an... interesting and colorful movie, of New Zealand origin.

Coworkers Lori and Jen and I will be leaving shortly to see Wolverine.

My brother just got his hands on a PSP, which means about the only console we do NOT own is a PS3.

My PS2 is finally on its last legs, only playing about half of what it played about a month ago. This makes me sad, but I feel I got many years out of it, as it was purchased less than a year after they came out... I bought it with my tax return.. in 2001, I think, along with all the bells and whistles just so that I could play Final Fantasy X. (We will probably finally break down and buy a PS3 just so we can play FFXIII.) Even if it wasn't until 2002, over seven years of a heavily used console seems like a pretty good lifespan, including cross-country moves and a tumble off of the television.

I should go potty before leaving for the movie.

Still planning on getting a ton of new icons. Even if I don't get rid of all the ones I never feel like using, I still have room for about 30+ new ones. Oooh, the effort, though.

Realized today that it'll be ten years in August that I landed my job with the travel agency.
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