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thejunipertree) wrote2003-08-21 02:25 am
thejunipertree) wrote2003-08-21 02:25 am
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Ms. Womble, to the front desk please?
It's BoyFree Night (tm), so I decided to spend it cleaning some stuff out that needed to be tossed. Of note, our storage space in the laundry room. Which was absolutely packed full of all kinds of crap that has no place in my life.
I must have looked quite a sight, with boxes and papers spread out all over the floor around me. Scowling fiercely, with a cigarette in my mouth, as I scanned some random piece of paper or another.
Interesting things found and then binned:
* eviction notice from our last apartment, mailed after we had already moved out (addressed to Ms. Womble, strangely enough. I love to see people's horrid misspellings of my mother's last name and my maiden name. It's not even close to Womble.)
* official kickban notice to me from British immigration.
* about a hundred and nine stolen packs of Post-Its from two jobs ago.
* myriad other office supplies stolen from two jobs ago.
* Harry Potter lunchbox full of loose change (this was not actually thrown out).
* six books that seem to have sucked up the damp in the laundry room. (mental note: call the rental office about fixing the one goddamn washing machine that spurts all over the room during the rinse cycle.)
* blonde wig from my prom queen costume.
I kept the prom dress, however. Even though it's really a bridesmaid's dress, about ten sizes too big for me. I feel kind of weird about throwing it out, because it's not mine. I had borrowed it from a long ago co-worker, who I probably won't ever see again. But, I still feel bad throwing it out.
I condensed a lot of boxes and bins, but amazingly still do not have the room in there to add my two boxes of rigamarole from my last job that are currently residing in the trunk of the car.
I discussed plans of changing the apartment around with my mother. It's kind of a small place and we have a lot of furniture, so space needs to be efficiently maximised to its fullest potential. Therefore, the dining table is going to go into the kitchen. And our china cabinet and hutch are going into the *coughs* dining room. Which is really just the ass end of the living room. I'm also planning on moving my computer desk to fit against the wall it's currently sitting perpendicular to. There's a small television stand currently sitting in front of it, that's going against the wall as well. With my sewing trunk on top of it. That should open up some more space. I'd also like to get some shelves to put over the desk, so I have a home for my Living Dead Dolls (which are currently on one of our coffee tables and constantly being knocked over by rambunctious cats).
Tomorrow, I think I'm going to clean out the hall closet and rearrange it. Possibly throw out a lot of the junk that's in there right now. Maybe I'll even work on a new wreath for the door, if I feel ambitious enough. I'm unsure whether it should be a summer wreath or a Halloween one. Summer is just about over and Halloween is arriving swiftly. I've got a big bag of supplies in the aforementioned closet and both themes are enticing (summer is ladybugs, hee!). I'll probably pull it all out tomorrow and look it over.
One of the good things about being unemployed is that I get a lot of stuff done around the apartment. I guess this is one way of keeping a positive outlook on things.
I must have looked quite a sight, with boxes and papers spread out all over the floor around me. Scowling fiercely, with a cigarette in my mouth, as I scanned some random piece of paper or another.
Interesting things found and then binned:
* eviction notice from our last apartment, mailed after we had already moved out (addressed to Ms. Womble, strangely enough. I love to see people's horrid misspellings of my mother's last name and my maiden name. It's not even close to Womble.)
* official kickban notice to me from British immigration.
* about a hundred and nine stolen packs of Post-Its from two jobs ago.
* myriad other office supplies stolen from two jobs ago.
* Harry Potter lunchbox full of loose change (this was not actually thrown out).
* six books that seem to have sucked up the damp in the laundry room. (mental note: call the rental office about fixing the one goddamn washing machine that spurts all over the room during the rinse cycle.)
* blonde wig from my prom queen costume.
I kept the prom dress, however. Even though it's really a bridesmaid's dress, about ten sizes too big for me. I feel kind of weird about throwing it out, because it's not mine. I had borrowed it from a long ago co-worker, who I probably won't ever see again. But, I still feel bad throwing it out.
I condensed a lot of boxes and bins, but amazingly still do not have the room in there to add my two boxes of rigamarole from my last job that are currently residing in the trunk of the car.
I discussed plans of changing the apartment around with my mother. It's kind of a small place and we have a lot of furniture, so space needs to be efficiently maximised to its fullest potential. Therefore, the dining table is going to go into the kitchen. And our china cabinet and hutch are going into the *coughs* dining room. Which is really just the ass end of the living room. I'm also planning on moving my computer desk to fit against the wall it's currently sitting perpendicular to. There's a small television stand currently sitting in front of it, that's going against the wall as well. With my sewing trunk on top of it. That should open up some more space. I'd also like to get some shelves to put over the desk, so I have a home for my Living Dead Dolls (which are currently on one of our coffee tables and constantly being knocked over by rambunctious cats).
Tomorrow, I think I'm going to clean out the hall closet and rearrange it. Possibly throw out a lot of the junk that's in there right now. Maybe I'll even work on a new wreath for the door, if I feel ambitious enough. I'm unsure whether it should be a summer wreath or a Halloween one. Summer is just about over and Halloween is arriving swiftly. I've got a big bag of supplies in the aforementioned closet and both themes are enticing (summer is ladybugs, hee!). I'll probably pull it all out tomorrow and look it over.
One of the good things about being unemployed is that I get a lot of stuff done around the apartment. I guess this is one way of keeping a positive outlook on things.
takin a trip down that lane of memory...
and guess what I found in a box stashed deep in the bowels of my closet....
Locks of the following peoples Hair:
Yours
Kathys
beckys
Jay Stell
Tommy Salmon
Erik Johnson
I think there were a few others.. all in plastic baggies. All labeled. Probably from when I cut all of your hair at one point or another (I think yours is burgundy)
Old Zines from various creators.
there was a bunch of other crap including the glasses
Man the shit I keep.
Wombles
The Wombles of Wimbledon Common are we.
Making good use of the things that we find,
Things that the everyday folk leave behind."
The Wombles are "mythical' creatures that recycle other folks trash, on Wimbledon Common, London.
It's true! Check out the BBC website!
Maybe the addressor had a clue about the contents of your apartment!