It's broken

I changed my blog template and was all proud of it and then I clued in that it's Joe's already! A person tries to be unique in this small world but it just doesn't work...I'm sure he doesn't mind...

Anywho, it's hot and I live in an apartment building and it's hot. I cooked a spaghetti squash tonight. That's right. I turned the oven up to 350 because I thought the apartment needed to be just a tad hotter. I haven't eaten it or anything it's just sitting on top of the stove now. I thought about eating it but instead I had two plums, two peaches and a few cheese flavoured popcorn bits...

Ummm what else. I moved my room around on Saturday or Sunday...I can't remember. That was hard work...but I haven't actually put all the stuff back on my bookshelf...so I can't reach my closet...or my mirror or my bookshelf...and there are books in the hallway.

Wow, so I'm one of those girls who talks about their day on their blog and they think they sound really cool but they're actually being boring and pathetic. See that's why I used to write random, cryptic stuff on my blog. But, really, how many people read my blog? I'm going to say...5...at the most...I guess I don't mind sounding boring to 5 people. If I start dating Prince William and suddenly people care about who I am I'll go back to being cryptic.

Well I'm glad we've figured that all out.

When will I be cured?

I keep dreaming about you...

Anyway.


Lying in the only hotel bed left in Lethbridge with eyes wide open. Hotrods are drag racing in the nearby streets and it's passed my bed time. As I cling to the left side of the king sized bed I put my headphones on and listen to music on shuffle but it doesn't drown out the engines or my dad snoring - he happens to be clinging to the right side of the same bed. As I grab hold of an extra pillow and try to magically morph it into my teddy and you, I guess I eventually fall asleep.

Don't make excuses

I'm not upset about not knowing your friends. I just want you to want me to have fun with them. I just want you to want me to know them.

Shhhhhh don't say anything. I don't need drama.

Actions are...

Hey, I'm having a super time, come join us.



RAWR. You just don't get it.

POP goes my heart

So bored.

I'm not usually bored these days. bla. But here I sit listening to some god awful music off the Moulin Rouge soundtrack. But I will love you until the end of time.

La de dum.

Speaking of Rufus. I would like all of his CDs. Please email me to obtain my mailing address. Thank you.

Also, it's been at least one week and no birds have discovered my bird feeder. I saw a sparrow on the railing of my balcony tonight and I got all excited but really he was just there to get a better look at the tasty food bits in the dumpster below. All he needed to do was look up and he would have found an assortment of tasty seeds - and he wouldn't even have had to dumpster dive *pout*.

Would you like to see some photos?
I'm going to take that as a yes.

This is the dumpster I was telling you about.


This is where the birds should be getting their food from!! (Well...after they get tired of eating bugs, leaves, worms and whatever else they would eat naturally). I bought the hook from Home Depot and the hole in the wood was already there!


Here's the bird feeder's location in relation to the dumpster.


Well maybe I'll just show you a few more...

This is our patio. My roomie hasn't seen it yet - with all the flowers...I hope she likes it. I am in charge of gardening and she was in charge of buying a table and chairs for the balcony. I'm pretty excited about being the gardener.




These are my radishes! The thinner looking green bits are carrots! I'll keep you posted on their growth, if you'd like.

There you have it.