2009 and the age of 29

yO.

Long time.

Whassup?

Since like 2005 I've been moving. Constantly. Every year. One house to another, one basement to another, apartments, condos...
Packing, unpacking, cleaning and putting my do whatever i want, whenever i want in my pajamas at 3 in the morning on hold.

In a few days this will end. In a few days, I.WILL.OWN.A.HOUSE.

Well technically, a townhouse. And technically 50% of it. But still..

Shit do you know what this means?
This means, one year from now i do not have to pack all my things up again and find a new place to live. It also means two years from now i don't have to pack up all my things and find a new place to live. 3 years? uhh.. it's hard to commit for that long. Plus, do you know what type of house i could get for the amount of money i'm spending down south? Shiet...

Guys,

I'm growing up!

BACK

I WILL be blogging again.

Fa la la la LA la.....

Wow, I miss blogging.

Haven't had the chance to sit alone to type out my thoughts lately. I've actually been busy with after work activities. I've seen a musical, went to the zoo and saw squirrels, had home cooked meals again, been drinking more *yay*, and finally been getting a regular dose of SC.

So - did I ever tell you about the time I got stuck in an elevator for about 2 minutes? I don't know why, but i thought about this event when i was stepping out of the office elevator on my way into work.

So we're at D's apartment downtown right? And i remember someone carrying a laundry basket. And for some reason, the guys think its funny and fun to jump up and down in the elevator as it's going up.

boingy boingy boingy.

The elevator stops.

Ummm...

We pry open the elevator door to find that we're stuck half way between floors.

Laundry basket goes up and out first. Everyone else follows.

We had to take the stairs the rest of the way.

The guys still thought it was funny and fun.

So - will you guys be decking the halls with balls of jolly this year?

la la la la...

edit: wait... balls of jolly?! wtf?!