What's in the Fridge?

My favorite post topic-what's in the fridge?

Besides the 8-10 condiments I never use we have: Brita, 4 Bud Light cans, fridge pack of Miller Lite, 6 V-8's, and a block of molding cheese I still attempt to eat. I thought not having curtains was the least of my problems?

It's a Hard Life Out There For A....

Super white chick living in the ghetto. As some of you know I now live in an 'up and coming neighborhood.' Let's just say every day is a new and strange experience.
Here is a recap of the shit show that goes on here in Mt. Pleasant (still waiting to see when the pleasant kicks in)
1. I live in a dark damp basement. 4 tiny ass windows, 2 of which are cover in cardboard because I have decided that doing fun stuff is way more important than having curtains in my bedroom.
2. Day 2 of living here my apartment floods. Day 8 it floods again. The first time my landlords got the carpet people to air out the carpets and clean them. The second time I come home to an air freshener and a travel hairdryer...seriously an effing hair dryer that is supposed to dry out my carpet?
3. Day 10 - I'm living in a full blown yeast infection. The apartment is damp, sticky, and really is making me itch. I blame this on France, only because my landlords are French and don't understand I'm going to die of mold spores.
4. Then my car gets broken into and my satellite radio gets stolen. $300 dollars later I'm just so happy to know the a holes that took my radio can't use it without my car. If you are going to be a thief and least do a little research and maybe steal the Timbuk2 bag that is worth more than the radio in the back seat. Also none of my CD's were stolen. Yes I'm thankful, but also a little offended. Who doesn't like Keith Urban and Ani Defranco?
5. Now I have small little fruit flies. Everyone knows I have OCD and therefore my apartment is spotless and I have little to no food in here, so where are these things coming from?

3 Months and the wait is over

The lack of posting has ended! Now that my move is over and I have sort of settled into my new job I have a few minutes to try and get the blog started again. I'm not promising anything but I am going to try and post more frequently. What can I say I have serious commitment issues.

BTW- How effing scary is that clown? It's supposed to be a celebration that I'm back to blogging, but now it just feels like a nightmare...wait...

WTD: Immoral Ticket Scalping

I’m attempting to scalp a concert ticket this week and it is going less than perfect. Once again craigslist has set forth its fair share of Creepy McCreep A Lot’s. When does ‘Give your best offer’ entail anything other than a price? Further more I’m trying to make some money because I decided last week that I needed to buy 3 polo shirts. One just wasn’t enough even though I have 3 others at home in similar colors. So all in all I’m illegally scalping tickets, getting harassed, all to pay for polo shirt compulsive spending habit. WTD?

WTD: Best thing ever!

WTD: Client Trickery

This is the second time this week a client has tricked me into completing the work they are supposed to do for me. Each time they claim I told them I would do this for them. I don’t remember any of these conversations. I know it doesn’t sound like something I would willing do, as I don’t really like to help out complete morons who are probably getting paid double my salary but know nothing about GIS. But I guess since I am the one that fell for it, I’m the moron. Damn it I hate it when that happens.

WTD: Holy Craptactulance!

The week/month long birthdays were a lot of fun back when I had metabolism and a full functioning liver, however now I’m just trying to make it until next week.
The past ten days have resulted in this.
- 7 Thai meals (most were in the past 3 days)
- More wine than I can even conceive. Wine fridge used to be stocked- for a day and now it is just vast black space. The trashcan certainly looks like a wine wasteland.
- 1 crazy bright blue martini beverage I know couldn’t have been good for me.
- At least a beer a day to try and get over my anxiety of all of my consumption. Really what’s another 146 empty calories anyway?
- Zero attempts at working out. It is freezing here and I’ve come to realize DC has maybe 15 days a year of weather that doesn’t piss you off.
Crapulence- This sums up what happens when you turn 26. It’s just craptactular.