Hmm so I felt much better yesterday, I actually went out to watch a movie at the theaters. The Devil Wears Prada? Ok the movie was so so, though I thought Anne Hathaway was pretty cute. hahaha.
I'm actually able to drink fluids now, so I drank a couple of diet Coke, and a bottle of Gatorade. Still no solid food though. Over all though, I feel much better, I no longer have flu type sores through the body. I don't even have a fever. I just have pain when opening my mouth or trying to swallow solid food.
This means that I should, maybe today, or tomorrow, start my 48 hours drive from DC to CA. One scheduled stop will be in IL at Steve's parent. I could sleep and also have some DAMN nice homemade food that only Steve's mother knows how to cook. I'm pretty sure I also get to get a couple of loaves of her famous cinnamon bread for the trip as well. I might have to make another stop somewhere between IL and CA. Maybe a motel stop. Or I can play hero and drive all the way non stop.
Oh yeah I already got a local cell phone number for CA. Yes I'll still keep the DC one as well. The new number is 408-480-5295.
The plan is for me to live with Dana for the first month, and on the second month when she gets transfered to DC, I take over the lease for the 2 bedroom apartment. But she said there might be something of a better deal for me. A co-worker will be transfered to the Chicago office, so he supposedly wants to rent his 1 bedroom apartment fully furnished, and at a much cheaper price too, since the 2 bedroom will cost more than twice once I take over the whole lease. Well see, Dana will take some photos of the apartment and I'll make a decision after that.
My Orkut says I'm commited, but that is only because my "girlfriend" from Brasil is giving me shit for leaving it as "single". I wouldn't even consider her my girlfriend, its was nice to know her and all, but it was more like a summer fling. But for her I guess it was more than just that, and I just don't know how to end this without being a dick or breaking her heart. Just hoping some good excuse comes along for it to give legitimacy for a break up. God I hope she never finds my blog out :/
So well, I still have to do my laundry, pick my shirts at the dry cleaners, and uh, pack? hahhaha
Behave kids.
2 comments:
Packing all your crap and moving is the worst... When I was packing my stuff for the GUATE move, I couldn't believe how many things I had kept for no reason at all (and it took way longer than what I expected). It was fun going through some old stuff I had as some really brough back memories, but towards the end, I was ready to kill myself and stay in DC cause the move was so freaking painful! Bood luck, cause you may be one of the people that may have: MUCHA ROPA! MUCHA ROPA!
dont worry, girls always play this game- of "we are really SERIOUS" but they know that its not- they just want to make it seem like it is.. oh yeah and we make really genuine looking tears on demand as well for full effect. but you didnt hear it from me. shhh...
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