The mysterious disappearance of my pool pass is really beginning to grate at me. If I don't return it by Monday, they'll cash the check I had to write them as collateral. As though a blue plastic keychain is worth $25. Hmmph. I guess, given that much of this weekend is going to be spent packing, it's likely it'll turn up. But the management office, where I need to bring it, is open only on weekdays, so even if I do find it, that means I'll have to go there on Monday, after I've already moved out. Stupid. I'm tempted to just kiss the money goodbye, but $25...that's like, two MAC eyeshadows, or two weeks' worth of caffe Americanos from Starbucks, or half of a decent pair of shoes at Marshalls. Me-ow.
But then there is the fact that I'm moving. Sunday. And I can't wait. I'm dying to get out of my current place. It's not that it isn't nice, because it totally is. But lovely as an 18th story balcony may be, I'm kind of afraid of heights. And it will be nice to have a real living room, since I'm not especially fond of entertaining guests in my bedroom (well, you know...most of them). Also, my soon-to-be roommates seem really cool, and moreover, they seem like they actually hang out, as opposed to my current roommates, who, though perfectly sweet, are hermits. I don't enjoy sitting in my room by myself at night. If I wanted to do that I'd live alone.
Anyway, with a little luck it'll all turn out as positively as I'm hoping. I think it will. I mean, I know sometimes I have a tendency to put all my eggs in one basket and wind up disappointed. But it's such a nice place, all shiny and new and sunny and warm and filled with brand new kitchen appliances and fun decor and promise. So I'm crossing my fingers, and I'm feeling good about it.
Not to mention this gives me an excuse to go to Ikea!
I'd also like to take a moment to note that I've just discovered that for $7.99 a month, you can listen to an unlimited amount of XM Radio online, which I am extremely excited about because I am just a little bit smitten with XM Radio. In particular with the Lucy channel. Because who doesn't love classic alternative hits? Although I'd love to know why all the alternative stations are named after characters on I Love Lucy. Except there's no Ricky. Not even among the Latin stations. In any case, my workday already feels considerably shorter with this exciting development.
Oh, and I'm bringing hats back. Word.
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