||[Mar. 27th, 2002|04:34 pm]
|[||song on the wind
|||||moloko -- remain the same||]|
i went to the fabric store today. got pritty dark blue fabric to hang as second tear curtains on my windows, plus blue netting to make it pritty, and some blue and purple patterned fabric to hang ovr my shelves. i also purchased black netting, blood red chiffon, black satin scraps, and zippers to goth up some $5 shirts i bought. i miss having gothy clothing. i like having projects. yes i know i'm supposed to be job hunting as a project. i put in an application at one of the store 24's around the corner. yea, i know i could probably mange to get a better job, but i really don't have that much employment history. and it's just for like, 2-3 months, and i'm all lazy like, how hard could it be.
so alan is apparently better so i'm seing him either tonight or tomorrow. i told him tonight, but i think i want to finish putting my room togeather instead, but he really shouldn't come over here 'cause he's not 100% better, so i think i'm going to just see him tomorrow. hmmm... maybe i should tell him that. eh.
i need to get a job. life is going to become boring soon otherwise.
addition, as i don't feel like making an etirely new post.
at 9:15 this morning, after i manged to get back to sleep from the not-quite sunlight blazing through my window my downstairs neighbor decided to blare "girls just want to have fun" i woke up to that. these are the same people who were baginig on the celing 5 minutes ago that we were being too loude. doing dishes. at 5:30 at night.
i have half a mind to go down there and bitch and threaten to call the lanlord.
and it's not like these people are old, they are like just out of colledge, so i'm told.
hey fang, wanna help me scare my neighboors?