Ode to the weekend

October 4th, 2009 | Tags: , , , ,

The weekends are never quite long enough. I always end up feeling like I need to cram in a bunch of stuff fairly late Sunday just to feel like I accomplished something. This weekend was no exception.

Though after getting home from the boyfriend’s house, I discovered the cat decided that the entire apartment was now her new litter box (joy), that my computer’s fan sounded like a high-pitched lawnmower (uh, annoying), and my apartment smelled funny. I guess this means it’s time to take out the trash or something.

So lately I’ve been playing far too much World of Warcraft. I mean, a whole helluva lot of WoW (the acronym for World of Warcraft just in case someone who’s been living under a rock for the last 5 years stumbles across this and is curious why the hell anyone would name a video game wow). This slight obsession with playing WoW so much stems from a couple of things. It’s something I can do with out having to spend a ton of money. Considering I’ve cut back on as much as I possibly can with regard to expenses, the only “luxuries” I have are internet (which was actually a requirement for school since I had a whole lot of quizzes and tests online, as well as papers to turn in), Netflix (the cheapest possible plan I could have that included streaming movies), and WoW.

There are always other options for entertainment, sure. I could read, or knit, or crochet (and thus finish projects I’ve been thinking about, working on and have started but not finished). And man are there a number of books that I definitely want to read before I die.

But when push comes to shove, it’s WoW that seems to get the majority of my attention. That is, until, about 7-ish tonight.

I decided to clean up my room some. Put away all the clean clothes. Patch the crotchial area of my jeans and see if I can’t get at least a month and a half out of them before having to drop mad cashola for replacement jeans. Pack up all of the clothes I decided on donating… oh… months and months ago… only to end up with a giant pile of clothes sitting in the corner. I may (or may not) load up the car prior to going to work and drop it all off at Good Will tomorrow when I get home. I put the dirty laundry in the laundry basket where it belongs. I brushed the hell outta the cat (even though I was pretty upset at her for the litter situation earlier) which she love love loves! She actually sits there and delegates what area of her body to brush and de-fur. It’s very cute.

I started to clean a tiny bit of the kitchen, but that’ll have to wait for another day.

And I dyed some more yarn. This turned out “happier” than I expected with really bright colors. I was thinking something totally different than what I got. *shrug* it’s not bad, but the purple will need to be redyed to try to sort out weird dye separation color stuff. Oh well.

Oh yeah, I also turned on the gas heater, lit the pilot and got that all fired up (pun intended). The crazy thing about my wonderful wall-unit heater is that there’s some sort of gas leak that the landlord* refuses to acknowledge exists. Thankfully there’s a gas shut-off valve inside of the unit and once it hits the point where I’m no longer using it, the gas gets turned off. This saves me about $10/mo on my PG&E bill (because the pilot still burns gas!!) and keeps my apartment from smelling nasty and gross.

Well, it felt far too cold inside my apartment (with all of the windows clothes) so I checked the weather. At the time (this was about, oh 8-ish) it was 60 degrees. Which is actually really nice and pleasant. It was the low of 44 that scared me. Because a week ago we had 100 degree days and 80 degree nights. This severe shift in temperature is likely to mean that someone in this home may get sick… but not if I can help it.

So on goes the heater.

And now I’m wrapping up the night feeling slightly accomplished. I’d like one more day of weekend but I know that’s not likely. Maybe I’ll see if I can have a 3 day weekend next week (for Columbus day, which the rest of the world gets as a paid holiday, but I don’t get it as a holiday at all).

*Note: He’s not really the landlord, he’s the owner of the apartment complex (or as I like to call him, the Slumlord… which he is).

I’ve got my fingers crossed!

January 15th, 2009 | Tags: , , ,

As I am wont to do when I am deathly bored at work, I decided to go on a yarn “window shopping” spree. Just in case I come into some strange money windfall and I have loads of extra to play around with, I can buy some. I’m actually looking to knit up some lacy stuff. So I’m constantly looking for some lace/sock yarn that would look pretty all done up in something lacy.

So I’ve been following WendyKnits on Plurk for a fair bit, and enjoying her blog posts about all sorts of things, and lately, my life has been all about knitting and crocheting, though more knitting than crocheting.

Anyway, whenever I go searching for new places to seek out yarn, I remember Wendy talking about Loopy Ewe. So I head there and find out that they’ve got their Sock Club for 2009 open. I signed up for the lottery and I’ve now got my fingers crossed that I get picked. I’m rather excited about it actually.

I’m also thinking of ways to blog more. Thinking of things that I could blog about so that I’m doing a bit more writing, which is what any aspiring writer should be doing, right??