Its yet another snow day. I don't have any classes today, but its nice to feel like I don't really have to go anywhere today anyways. I know I'll have to go out at some point to print my project, but thats a problem for me in about 7 hours.
I'm feeling pretty good about the day so far. Means I'm feeling pretty good about the week ahead too. Gonna see how long I can hold onto this feeling.
My cool roommate referred me to a student hairdresser a town over doing $24 haircuts, and the vibe in booking so far has been great. I'm so ready for my hair to actually be shapely again.
I'm like 70% done my project that I need to turn in tomorrow morning. Which means I probably won't be doing a late night rush to get it done. It's at the point where if I turned it in now I'd probably be fine, get at least a C on it, but its kind of unsatisfying to leave it as is, so I'll be doing as much rendering as I can today so it looks half decent.
Jamming with the roommates has been fun. Been nice to be communally struggling over playing Moves Like Jagger. Still trying to figure out if learning how to sing and play it is worth it. Singing while playing off beats is as hellish as you'd imagine. If I don't figure that out, then we're either micing the drummer which is no loss because our drummer is a fantastic singer, or we're having the vocalist do the whole thing which would be a travesty to lose the adlibs in the final chorus. Really I might learn to do it regardless of what we settle on just to see if I can.
Been getting back into writing music with my best friend. This band will happen, I believe it. Everything about that is a story for another day though. Honestly its just a lot of fun, and we've been having some breakthroughs in our approach which has been really satisfying.
We're ordering groceries and I'm planning on trying to make pasta sauce the way my mom does for the first time. I'm so excited. I have no confidence in how well it will go. but i'm so excited.
The only thorn in my side for the week is my Fuckass landlord.
Fuck this guy. Oh my Stars Fuck This Guy. Emailed last 2 weeks ago about confirming whether or not we're renewing. Out lease ends in August. Sure. Alright. Said we were interesting in sticking with him but wanted cheaper options. Got some options about renewing at a reduced rent for good behavior or getting another place for cheaper rent. Asked about getting a showing. Radio silence for a week. Another email about whether or not we'll renew. Said we needed time because they havENT FOLLOWED UP ON US YET. For some reason they always fucking email these things on friday wanting answers for monday. Which means we can't reach them until monday. That's fucking evil.
"[The landlord] better be fucking busy. It better look like ultimate custom night over there" - My chill roommate. The guitarist roommate is playing darksouls on the living room tv. The rage from that is almost calming.
Finally got an email about giving my number so I can discuss further options. Responded to that thing in a minute.
I am an adult. I can be reasonable. I am an adult. I will not yell at this man over the phone. I am an adult. I can wait for this damn phonecall.
Did I mention we got told there's going to be a showing of our house tomorrow?
I fucking hate the landlord.
It's gonna be a good week. I have to believe.
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