Friday, May 16, 2003
 

So, I'm up for Fun with Insomnia, round 38579375. I'm currently watching Married with Children, and I just saw a commercial for some singles line (these are popular late-night TV commercials), which assured me that if I called I'd talk to people "just like me." So, that would be other bitter, cranky, insomniac losers who watch sitcom reruns while doing needlework? Should make for some fascinating conversations.

I have accomplished shockingly little today, even for me. This should probably trouble me more than it does, but burnout hath arrived. I did leave a message on one apartment building's machine and attempt to look up for a number for another possibility. I thought of another qualificiation for my next habitation, if such a thing exists: closet space. Storage space. Lots and lots and lots of it. I currently have one, average-size clothes closet and the shelf above the washer/dryer (occupied by laundry stuff and spare sheets). I've got more junque than that, heaven knows.

That would about cover my exciting day. I'm finishing up the current baby blanket and am hoping that my Q hook (eBay) arrives shortly so that I can begin my next project.

Yup. Yup. Yup. I'm a loser, so sue me. At least I'm getting out of the apartment tomorrow, to meet someone for lunch.

Elvisette philosophized at 12:57 AM