I am trying to watch the Super Bowl, but the Seahawks are not doing well & my attentions need to focus elsewhere, otherwise I will get all stressed out and won't be able to sleep. So far, the only impressive play was the 70 yard run by the Seahawks. Other than that, there hasn't been anything impressive. Even the commercials were not that great this year. The only one I have enjoyed was the clydesdale trying to pull the team's wagon.
Cowboy's gone about a week now. He arrived in Portland on Wednesday night. I miss him. How could I not? He's my best friend & was my all for the last 3+ years. And now that we are just friends (we'll always be friends) it's still hard to not have him around. Yes, I know I didn't see him for two months & barely spoke to him because he really ticked me off. But the reality was that he was still in Commack & I could drive by and throw rocks at him if I wanted to. I cannot drive to Oregon just to throw rocks at him. We've spoken every night since he's left. I think it's because he's lonely. And I am, too. To sum it up~~this sucks.
The little brother moved out this weekend. He's renting a house about 10 minutes away with four other guys that he works with. I really can't figure out why he would do this. I asked him and all I get is "I have to." Umm...no you don't. I think he is afraid he will miss out on some inside thing and that's why he went. But, he moved out to have more space. There were four of us here, including him. He had the whole basement as his domain + his room. No rules/regulations/restrictions. And now he is living with four guys (+himself) and two of them have girlfriends (who we all know will have their own keys to the hosue in no time. But, hey, that's not my money or business).
My Kappa Delta Pi sister & I went out Saturday night for a bit. I needed an escape from the "working Friday" and the moving of the little bro. So we tried on clothes because KDP needs a sparkly outfit for when we do "Girls' Night" again. Then, after complaining about the sizes we were wearing & fitting into, we went to good old Coldstone Creamery. Like that's going to help. And in it's own odd way, it did.
KDP and I went to the city today to look at apartments. She wants to buy and try and expand her social circle to include dateable men. Wouldn't we all? So I accompanied her and we saw some really nice places. I'd love to do something like that. But, I can't pay that kind of $$ to look out onto the top of a roof of the buidling next to me and see a lot of crap. The one selling point that really had me hooked was the one realtor who said "Oh, and you can look out at the Park". (That's Central for those of you who don't know.) And, KDP asks me "Where is the park?" And I point to about four blocks away where you could see the tops of some trees. Yes. You read correctly. Tops of trees. In the distance. That's the view of the park. WHAT PARK? Better yet, WHAT TREES? How do I know that these aren't trees that some buildings have on those rooftop terraces? There was another great one (walk up though...ugh--I will not come to visit you at a walk up) that had no closets. I mean it. How do you buy a place with no closets? It is currently owned by a man who has his bed built up off the groud so he can have a rod hang underneath and hang his shirts off of that rod. He even has a small 5-step staircase at the foot of the bed so he can literally "climb in". After walking up to the fifth floor, does one really need to climb more stairs into bed? So sad. The things people will do to say that they live on the upper west side. The only good thing to come out of this hunt was the one realtor. He was cute. And nice to talk with. KDP plans on calling him to see what else he has to "show" her. Heeheehee. Sorry.
And, the Seahwaks have lost. DRAT!
