Ooooh Apartment

This is the first time in my life that I've had my own place. With that comes a few extra...extras. For instance, I've always had a roommate that brought the majority of the living room furniture. Great, I get to pick my own now, but a sofa is not exactly cheap. For now, I have a virtually bare living room. Since my place is now MY place, I don't feel the need to be courteous to anyone so it's been almost two weeks but it still looks like I just moved in the place, boxes and stuff still packed everywhere.

Decorating is expensive. At the same time, I feel as though if I had the money for everything I wanted, my decor may be in bad taste.

I feel like decorating is going to be a slow process just because I have the opportunity to get things just the way I want them. I still haven't decided if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

Sisterly Love

I remember one time that my sister was in town a couple of months ago, we were walking towards Whole Foods in mildly wet conditions. My sister could sense her impending fall, and I kept telling her that if she knew it was coming, she should do something about it. She fell. I helped her up and told her:

See, you don't love yourself enough to get sandals with better traction.