It's officially my very last Sunday in my own house and I'm not going down without a fight.
I now hate the house-buying couple and plan on stalking them vigorously after I move out. I also plan on peeing on the carpet somewhere, just to mark my territory for all eternity, akin to carving your initials into a wall, but WAY better because it's grosser. I've come to the conclusion that the grosser you can be, the more memorable. Who cares if the memory is just for being gross...at least you're being remembered, right?? Okay, I'm a little drunk....and it's a Sunday, so tomorrow morning at work is gonna be super fun!
In other news, Aaron and I are currently obsessed with Sia. Everyone knows the "Chandelier" song, but Sia is AMAZING all-around. Her new-ish? album is fantastic:
Her voice and lyrics are disarmingly haunting. Super talented! Listen to her on YouTube immediately!
The other thing I'm obsessed with:
Yes, it's a food, but trust me! Obviously you have to like dark chocolate and nuts, but if you can check those two boxes then you're in for a treat! These are incredible!
Okay, onto more serious matters: we found the perfect dog-sitters! (Way to bury the lead, right?) Aaron's friends Ryan and Sophia are the sweetest people on Earth and they just won the dog lottery because they have agreed (against their better judgement) to take care of my babies as their own for an ENTIRE YEAR! Poor, unfortunate souls. Have I mentioned these are the sweetest people on EARTH and we are basically ruining them for life?? What can I say, that's America for you. Wow, I'm a pessimistic drunk tonight.
Also, we saw a house we loved in Pinole and put in an offer. It's at the top of our price range, so we're crossing our fingers (sexual favors aren't out of the question either, Hilda. I'd totally pull an indecent proposal kind of thing on Aaron, no prob!).
***COOLEST THING EVER ALERT***
One of my best friends, Maiko, is from Japan (hencetoforthsomethingorother is Japanese) and thanks to the Bing Translator app, she can read my blog:
Pretty fucking cool! (Sorry dad, that deserved a fucking cool). So, I'm officially international! Cray cray!
Nothing much else interesting to blog, just trying to pack, plan (TAD gets back tomorrow!), and not fall over (I've had a few). I guess I'll end with something cute because cute always wins points.
Okay, I bought Sachi her first poncho and I have to say it was an amazing experience for both of us. There were tears (me) and laughs (her) and she got a haircut (my hints comparing her to Lionel Richie were subtle, I swear). Overall, I'm entering her in some sort of vomit-inducing, forever-debilitating, self-esteem-crushing pageant because my niece is gorgeous:
What can I say? She deserves the best.
What's cuter than babies?
MY DOGS! No, I'm totally sane! Why do you ask?
Lastly, I was at Pieology the other night (if you haven't tried it, you haven't lived) and I thought this quote was kinda my motto:
Okay, on second look, it's not my life's mission (I practically epitomize couch-potato), but it still goes with the theme of travel, so I'm going with it...for now. Have I mentioned how awesome Pieology is?? Get up and go on the double, but just not when I'm there. I hate when it's busy.
Gotta go, I have a chandelier to swing from!
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