Having found this picture, I feel like I won the lottery. It has nothing to do with this post, but I must put it here. I MUST.What the hell have I been doing?? I guess a lot of things. I participated in a garage sale last weekend and spent a bit of time preparing for it. It paid off, as I made some pretty good bank. I sold a lot of Joe's and my old stuff. I got his permission for most of hist stuff that I sold, with the exception of his lava lamp and his desk that I literally sold right out of his bedroom. He was so caught off guard when I told him about it, I couldn't stop laughing. He even tried to tell me there was sentimental value with the lava lamp. I laughed harder. Kinda sad thing with the desk, though. When the lady came back to pick it up, she hit her face on the corner of it when they were moving it and pretty well had to be rushed to the ER. I wasn't there for it, but as her face gushed blood, she still managed to give Janiece the $20 for it. Now that's good business.
After the garage sale, I recuperated for a couple days before going to Oklahoma to visit Sarah. My car had to stay in the shop an extra week (and ironically, I got charged an extra $100), so I had to take Joe's wiener car.
The damn thing couldn't hold a set speed on the cruise because it's so underpowered, and whenever it (or I) would try to speed it back up, it would shoot up to 5000 RPMS. It was nuts. And for a four cylinder, it tore the crap out of the fuel economy. Also, I remembered it once threw a tire rod, so if there was any weird movement during the trip, I ultimately thought the tire was going to fly off and that I was going to flip and die. Not so, though, as I managed to stay alive and have a great visit with Sarah. We just hung out, chatted, stayed laid back, and she did a very beautiful thing in introducing me to Band of Brothers. It was amazing. OH, and get this - SHE bought me flowers. Beautiful roses were sitting in my nicely cleaned room when I arrived. At first sight of them, I immediately embraced Sarah. When people do really nice things for me, I get so caught off guard. Last year when Jan and Dad told me they were sending Joe and me to the beach, I burst into sobs and had to face away from the family while I tried to get it together. It's just really nice to be surrounded by such thoughtful people; Sarah took good care of me.And so here I am back at David Shore's house again. I leave to go scout a place to live and attend Joe's graduation in a little more than two weeks. It's really amazing. Oh, and from now on, we refer to Joe's occupation as "the cook." Uh huh. I said too much shit in other posts that will soon be deleted. Also, in a week's time, I'm going to change the address to this blog. I'll let everyone know via e-mail and facebook. Just keep a heads up. But anyway. Yeah, not long and we'll be living elsewhere, the cook and me. He's doing well in his training and will soon start his second week. It's a good time. For the most part....
