So, I got an appointment for the "anatomical scan" ultrasound, which, of course, is when they try to determine the baby's gender, for Thursday, January 6th. So excited!! Of course, we are already pretty sure it's going to be a girl, but being surer can't hurt. Plus, the whole ultrasound experience is really indescribably special. It's so crazy seeing the image of your baby on the screen. The first time I went, I was a little overwhelmed. I think the people working there didn't know what to make of me b/c I didn't show much of a reaction. That's just how I react to things when I'm really emotional and there's people around. I just don't show any of it, even though I feel like I'm going to burst. But it really was amazing and I can't wait to do it again, despite how horribly uncomfortable it is. You'd think, "Oh, they're just touching a wand to your stomach, big deal" but you'd be very wrong in thinking that. In reality, they jam on you with that friggin wand, going so far as to forcibly jostle you in an attempt to get the baby to move a certain way. Probably another contributing factor to my lack of displayed emotion.
I'm hoping we can figure out a plan for relocating soon. At least before the baby comes would really be good. This place is driving me nuts! There is a ceiling tile about to file in the bathroom
The floors aren't secured and the carpets are all pulled up and wrinkled, and the linoleum curls at the edges, making it virtually impossible to keep the floors clean, so they are perpetually filthy
This is the bathroom...yes, it has
a carpet...no, I don't know why
This is the living room entrance
by the front door, notice
the scrunching...
This is the other side of the living room by the kitchen where the carpet meets the linoleum, and we see a lovely section of the cement under the floor.
The cabinet under the sink is...well, we've got tape over it, it's just not a place one should go. It is all molded out and disgusting b/c the pipe to the sink was missing...the entire back of the pipe. The tiles in the kitchen are also coming up b/c of the water damage
The toilet seat has been broken 3 consecutive times in the same spot b/c my moron landlord can't figure out that b/c the archaic contraption was made in, like, 1963, it is too narrow for a "modern" toilet seat and requires a special one. I timed my shower one day and discovered that we get approximately 7 minutes of hot water, which is just long enough to shampoo, wash face, and get covered in soap before the water turns freezing and then you have to rinse off hurriedly and hope you don't miss a spot. The best part is, after making ONE repair, albeit a large one: the entire roof had to be redone as well as parts of mine and my neighbor's ceiling after I came home one day to find my kitchen flooded and rain pouring...from my ceiling...anyway, upon repair, my rent was raised back to the original $600/month. I had been paying only $500 due to all the things wrong in here. I just don't see how that one repair justifies jacking the price up, and now I'm scared that if I have him repair all the other stuff, he'll try to raise it further. So we'd like to skip the whole ordeal and move. I'd really like to go to Mansfield, b/c once the baby is older, they have GREAT schools. Unfortunately, it is an expensive place to live.
Alex seems a little more gung-ho about the job searching. He was cheerleading me to finish my applications this weekend so we could go drop them off and then stop by the Student Union in Uconn to apply at some of the restaurants, and some other places around campus. I think he will have the best luck there. He felt really uncomfortable applying at the retail places in the mall, where a lot of the employees at certain shops are female.
We're going to Al's parents' house later to get some laundry going, and then do some grocery shopping. Yay, groceries! We are out of milk :( I have been drinking SO much milk, it's ridiculous! I've also been eating lots of cereal and mac and cheese, which require it. Fun times, ahead. :)
The posting of this picture was so that everyone could have a laugh,yaay good times, blah blah blah....but you had to start the negativity with the "its improperly drawn" bullshit.
Then comes " its not snooty. its called awareness. D&D is only as good as its DM and players. picking things apart is the fun, otherwise its just story telling and rolling dice." Dude if you can say that you were honestly not taking a direct stab at our group and how we, or I, ran things, I'd call you deluded.
You also have this superiority complex over other people "I prefer a higher caliber of game play." Did you have your nose in the air while you typed that? Cuz it sounds like you did.
You are just as much of a "lazy halfwit" as any of the people you played with, yet for some inexplicable reason you act like you are better than all of them. How can you expect anyone to want to play and include you with an attitude like this? Why do you always have to bring the negativity cloud into everything?
And enough with the boffers, if you wanted them so badly we should've found a better place for them. They were in HIS space and he has every right to not have it cluttered up with our shit. So stop blaming my Dad. We invaded his space, ya know, the space that he pays for every month with a mortgage, that you don't contribute to. So he had every right to get rid of them. I would've preffered he asked first. But we did leave them there untouched for a LONG time.
You need to stop being so quick to blame others for things that upset you.
"D&D is only as good as its DM and players"
"Also, in a compelling and relevant story, there must be a semi attention paid to whats being done, or you end up with +10 dunce caps on."
" I must apologize for bringing the idea to the table, collecting the books, organizing, and trying to get lazy halfwits to function together, knowing nothing but the usual would take place."
" people are to sensitive and just want to play grab ass."
You're self righteous because you put people down in order to make yourself look more right. Self, right, eous, get it? Now you've called us all lazy halfwits, said that I as DM, and the players, who were completely new to it were not of your caliber, and you've insulted my storytelling abilities by saying that I didn't pay attention to it. This just isn't the way you deal with friends.