all my worries of the past two weeks [simple things, such as: when am i going to clean my room? when am i going to make a mixtape? when am i going to take dodgy pics? did i miss a new episode of Charmed? etc] have been replaced with non-slacker-post-grad worries. i.e., Where am i going to find a place to live? How long will I be able to stand commuting? What if my friends do not have as open of couches as i'm presuming they do? Can I afford to live in Minneapolis? Would I really want to live in St. Paul? [fuck you, suburbia. you mean nothing to me.] Why can't I pay my visa bill online? [oh, they've closed my account. i see.] Why is the minimum balance due consistently more than i can afford? [oh, they're asswipish dickweeds. i see.]

and christ!, the family is not allowed to be in the house at all monday-saturday. The woodfloors are finally being put in. (hallelujah!) mum has "hired" me to remove all the funiture from the dining and living room, tear out the carpet from both rooms & the stairs & the hall along with the spikey nail things that hold the carpet down and have caused many an Ouch-goddamnit-shit! cry when not terribly conscious of stairway-travel.

that has to get done at some point today. it'll take me a week. i don't have a week. i have today.

for i begin my last full workweek at the st. peter co-op tomorrow. and i've BIG plans. [savory muffins! savory scones! new cookie! new bar! krista's amazingly vegan chocolate cake! and Indian food galore on saturday.

oy. i'm getting sad.

just as i did last night. sistersister came home at1am and asked if I'd like to have a smoke with her on the frontstoop. it's the first time a midnight cigarette ever went down like that... and i thought, i'm going to miss this. plus, her hair, however she did it, looked absolutely smashing.

AND, since i promised myself that i am going to quit smoking if i got the job at the Wedge, and since i did-so... i must-so. i'm looking at cold-turkey post-orientation monday, say 3pm-ish.

yeah, i'm rambling. i haven't in a while. apologies.... for both the rambling and the a-while-ness.