busybusy.

Been busy getting ready for the Convention. While it's not the same kind of crazy mess that's presently overtaking poor star5 and djnoise's place, our house is something of a catastrophe and will likely remain undealt with until next week. Urgh. I wish I had one more day!

Have yet to hear from the new apartment people, who've called me three times throughout the course of the background check to verify addresses and employment and whatnot. My ex-boy/landlord in the punk house no longer has a cell phone, he's never home, and if anyone one ever answers the land line, it's quite rarely. Nor do they take the time to search for people who live there for the phone, especially if they have to endure a flight of stairs or two. This is why I initially got myself a cell phone, in fact. So, when the realty people called stating the ex-boy/landlord's phone number I gave them yielded the perky voice mail of an unknown girl named Angela, I gave them the land line, explained about 8 people lived there and wished them luck. I pay my rent on time all the time, I promise promise promise, okay? I'm one of the few tennants who's left that place with all my bills paid; I doubt he's ever been used as a reference before. Eh.

In other news, my boss gets worse and worse. I am counting the days 'til he leaves for Bali.

I'm excited for the weekend.

and now, a short plug:

r4c and I are playing in the Space lounge Friday night, probably around 10:15. Come see us. It'll be keen.