-Take a nap/listen to the Yankee game!
-Take a shower!
-Make pancakes with cinnamon and peanut butter for DINNERRRR (so excited)!
-Read a boring-ass chapter in my developmental psych textbook and take notes!
-Try to figure out where I can get my mom some awesome irises for her birthday!
Still haven’t quite figured out how to fix this bed, and I just woke up cuz the slats slipped off the frame somehow and I dropped a few inches (felt like a kick from Inception haha). Gonna see about getting replacement slats at some point if I can’t fix it outright. Mr. Underhill, any thoughts?
I finished unpacking my crap early in the afternoon and got to chill for a little while I waited for my folks to come through with my bass and so they could take my minifridge home. Then I went out to the restaurant to pick up some of my coworkers and head out to Coney Island, someplace I’ve never been despite having lived in NYC for the better part of the past six years. It was pretty awesome (see my Instagram for the highlights haha), but it was windy as FUCK so I had to buy an overpriced Brooklyn hoodie but you can never have too many hoodies so I ain’t too mad about it.
Tomorrow I have to wake up early and go buy groceries, and then at some point before work I have to call the computer shop cuz they’ve had my laptop for over a week now and I’m getting sick of this iPad (holy shit first world problem).
Tonight I eat this Chinese food I just copped and play vidjagames/my bass.
I couldn’t get the key to my new place until after work yesterday and since I knew I wouldn’t get back from work until very late I had arranged to text one of my new roommates to have him buzz me in. Then this amazing thing happened hahahaha
Tomorrow morning Waldy and I will move most of my stuff outta here and across town. With luck, and no traffic, we’ll be able to make two trips to grab stuff here and dump it there. No unpacking, just dumping. Then I’ll get to work for 9+ hours. AND THEN HAVIN A BEER WITH MY FAVORITE RECENTLY CANADIAN BUDDY AND DA WORK CREW.
Absolute worst case scenario, I have to take an early cab or somethin across town with the remainder of my stuff on Sunday morning.
And that’ll be that.
I will then make pancakes in a kitchen that I am allowed to use. And then I’m gonna look into work in my field. I can’t be working at a burrito place with a gotdamn masters in forensic psych.