AnonyMouse

MousePad, Now with Cafe Seating

I am now the proud owner of a cafe table.

It is quite handsome and allows for me to sit near my windows and people watch while writing. As you can see from the pic it is very simple but sleek and desperately in need of a plant. Just a small modest lass that I will name Meredith after the lead character on Grey's Anatomy.

It also requires a mug of coffee, which I do not currently possess. Send me coffee.

3AM Drip

When I arrived at home last night my room was hot as hell. It is only a might bit chilly outside, so there was honestly no reason for my radiator to be on full blast. Even during the winter it was never on all fucking night which made this morning's sauna a bit of a surprise.

I sleep like a dead person and if it is insanely hot, it is even worse -- wake me up when it is Fall. I awoke to my arm dangling off the bed and my hand in a puddle of water... what the fuck?! I don't sweat that much.

It was even hotter in the room when I got up to turn on the lights. My night-stand was drenched and the ceiling was dripping water. Great! Wondering if my radiator was dripping on my downstairs neighbors as well, I attempted to turn the fucker off.  I stopped the drip but it was still as hot as balls in there.

I checked in on my roommate to make sure his floor was not a duck pond as well, but apparently he can completely shut off his heat. How nice for him...

As the ceiling drip began to speed up and exceed the glass that I had left to catch something that looked like apple juice, the next part of the event took me upstairs. It’s 3:30 in the morning mind you, I expected to be greeted with a bit of “why the fuck are you at my door?" Fortunately, each apartment has two doors so I expedited a solution to the debacle by knocking on the bedroom door of my neighbor that likes to stomp around in heels while being a bit... heavyset.

Of course it took a few minutes for her to not open the door but respond to my alert that her floor might be saturated. This was promptly followed by some mutterings of  ”oh shit,“ mandatory stomping, and no fucking thank you and sorry for being an oblivious cow-woman. Whatever.

The dripping has stopped, but since it is still hotter than Satan’s scrotum in here, I figured why not pass on my wonderful adventure to the masses of the Internets. Hope you enjoyed and I will be spontaneously combusting in a few minutes.

*WHOOSH!*

Respectfully Lazy

I have been on a serious music tour as of late in that I an listening to a lot of it. It's no secret that I love Gorillaz and just added them to the friend's list on MySpace -- yeah I know, I am a mouse not a teenage girl. Anyway, doing so led me to an awesome image gallery with all the pics of the band. Nice Nice.

My life has changed a bit in that for the first time, I am debating whether to spend my tax return on an XBox 360 or an iPod HiFi. Music has become more and more my interest. Who knew?

I have spent the better part of the day sitting by my bay widows, reading comic books, listening to my favorite music and enjoying the fresh air and sun. It has been successfully brilliant and would be even better if I had a big, comfy, reading chair to sit in.

PS2 Keeps Me Off the Street

I have been overspending a lot lately due to a busy social calendar and reckoned that the best way to save a few dollars was not just to bring lunch to work for the next two months but purchase a PS2. There are a bunch of games that I have not touched since August and since ExGF-S got the PlayStation 2 in the break up, this purchase was imminent.

There is also the fact that I am very tired and need a break. I have had the same Netflix out for the last four months, so it is about time that I started showing the old TV and sofa a little more love.

Finally, I have not been writing enough or working on the multitude of side-projects that I have going. Basically, the next couple of weeks will be MouseTime and I'll save the partying for the weekend.

Granted, no one believes that I will spend a weeknight at home but damn their lack of faith...

I'm not sure I believe it either.

Wait! I Don't Own a TV

I have settled into my new apartment quite nicely. There are still many boxes about but all of my clothes have been organized and put away. Though it wasn't an easy start. Before the move I realized that I don't actually own a TV and as a gamer this is many sorts of wrong.

You forget that you share so many things when you live with someone and take for granted the things that you would not normally notice you need... like curtains. There were no curtains at my new place and I can't imagine ever having to buy any, but apparently that was the case.

I discovered that I needed many little things aside from a TV, like a comforter, a wardrobe and bookshelves. I've become a regular at Bed, Bath & Beyond while I spend parts of my day thinking about  Feng Shui and color schemes.

What happened?

Man Lift Heavy Stuff

So I had the fastest move known to man or mouse yesterday. 6 of my buddies showed up and we had everything done by 4PM. We returned the truck so fast I am sure the U-Haul cats were trying to find something wrong so they could squeeze another few bucks out of me. Up yours U-Haul.

Anyway, we lifted heavy things, talked shit and then ate hot wings and watched sports. Now, it is no secret that the Mouse is not into sports and other typically "manly" things, but fuck that was fun. I remembered that hanging out with my own gender is a good thing.

We probably should have gotten into a bar fight or something, but then some of their women would kill us for sending their boys home bruised.