Friday, June 10, 2005

Potpourri

There will be no backspacing in this post unless it is to correct spelling errors.

It is T minus 24 hours until I am officially moved in to the apartment I'm renting. I've had it since Tuesday, but I haven't been able to really get into the chore of unloading all the boxes and actually making the space livable. Let me check my schedule for the weekend... hmm, I free! A quick check to be sure.

No longer will I play referee between my mother and my grandmother. Deciding what is fair and what is a low blow ain't easy. Grandma, watch the kidney punches!

Ironically, living on my own for the first time in awhile might actually get me in better shape than living with these folks. No cable is to be installed. I'm sinking that money into a gym membership instead. My days of playing tennis consistently have run dry, and I think the only way for me to get better exercise is to actually go some place where the only option is to exercise.

Anyway, I'd much rather watch movies or surf the web than watch most television shows. A set of rabbit-ears and PBS was all I really needed last time I was apartmentalized.

I remember that they tried to squeeze it into my rent. I went in and inquired about the one-bedrooms. The girl that helped me also reassured me that the cable would not be a permanent part of the rent. When I came back to sign the papers, however, it was made clear by the manager that, once it was in the lease, it was in there. Okay, then take it out. Your strongarm tactics will not work on me, landlady! I've been drinking milk!

Anyway, the apartment complex that I've chosen was actually running a special at a reduced rate, presumably to get the spaces rented out. So, if I miss the deadline for rent in the next six months, they jack it back up to the original rate immediately. Suffice to say, I will be religiously paying my rent on the first of the month. So, their strongarm tactics will work on me...

Pool tournament tonight was a wash. I've been playing tournaments off and on for several years now with a little success. Enjoyable and cheap entertainment it is; it is not a cash cow though. I was sent packing in the first two rounds. Its double elimination style.

Friend of mine is down in the Keys right now as the hurricane comes roaring into the Gulf. I picked a bad time to move when needing his help, and he picked a bad time to hit the Keys. Hope everything is alright down there with the storm coming in and all. He and his fiance (spelling?) are down there sunning it up, but not for long, I fear.

I know readers around here that are cat lovers, as am I. Hemingway's home on Key West still houses many of the descendants of his cats, so I've heard. A quick web check revealed that most of them are "polydactyl", meaning they have more than the normal number of toes. Deliverance, anyone?

[summary:]
In truth, I backspaced a little. [shameful look] No spell check was performed though. A good exercise in talking about what I normally don't. I'll try to balance out the blog by talking a bit more about daily happenings as well as more laborious diatribes about art, etc.

And I'm off...

3 Comments:

Blogger dont eat the token said...

I
loved
apartmentalized

!!!

A fine mix between the glove compartment most are, and institutionalized (no added comment).

Congrats!

10:39 AM  
Blogger ruby maser said...

Thank you for that.

It may be a glove compartment sanitarium but it's my glove compartment sanitarium! :P

I haven't decided yet on whether to do padded walls or washable paint for my crayons.

:)

2:46 PM  
Blogger dont eat the token said...

Well, padded walls will make it very hard to decorate with crayola, so that could be detrimental to your new therapy.

Go with washable paint and cheap, free, Perkin's wax crayons.

1:07 AM  

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