Apartment Searching

I've never ever been good at finding an apartment. That's why I stayed in the same complex all through college. And then in the same building (different apartments) 3 years in a row.
I'm a lazy daisy.

Well now I have to start thinking about Fall 2012 in a different state.

Here are my priorities:

1) Washer and Dryer - non-negotiable
2) Parking - non-negotiable (must have a designated spot or very empty lot)
3) Closet - needs to be big
4) Bathroom - would love not to share - if I must, only with 1
5) Distance - I want to ride my bike to school
6) Price - I'm a snob and don't mind paying alot, it's just hard to find roomies with similar views. Or a person who has parents who pay for their rock'n'roll lifestyle.


If anyone knows anyone who has a grandma who lives in Provo and is looking for a basement tenant or some other sweet deal of that sort. Lemme know. (all 3 people who read this)

aller-geeze

I have allergies.

I'm thankful for modern medicine.

I'm thankful for the gym.

I'm thankful for Diet Coke.


I'm also very grateful for google images but won't post a picture of their logo.
That would be repetative and redundant. Not that the Diet Coke one wasn't - but whatever.

Side note - that picture of Lance is my very favorite part of going to the gym.

blogworthy

The problem with lotion is...

I have dry skin.
I have a purse.
I own some lotion
It would make sense to keep a bottle in my purse at all times.
I have this mental block.
Since you can't bring *liquids* on airplanes I feel like it's not a good idea to carry them around in your purse.
It's not like I travel all the time.
Maybe 4 times a year.
Yet my mental block causes me to suffer all those ohter times when I could very well have lotion readily available.

"That's what." -Rachel Lynde

Sappy Pathetic Little Me

I realized something horrible about myself.

I get stressed/anxious and can't have a totally good time if social events impede my opportunity for a weekday workout.

If I had plans to work out after work but then someone calls to say, for example,
"Let's go to dinner at 5 with these friends."

I start to feel guilty for a multitude of reasons:

a) I will hate myself if I dont get my work out in
b) I hate myself for hating myself
c) I start racking my brain for other things I can move around on other days to add in a work out on a day I hadn't necessaraly intended on working out.
d) I hate to say "No, I'm going to the gym" because you don't want to not live life to the fullest extent because you are so worried about your heart health, your waistline, and your marathon training.
e) I just don't know what to do and know I'll a bit end up regretting whatever I do no matter what I choose.

I was lamenting this issue to my dear friend Macy Greenlees who is in tip top shape. Tip Top.
Here was her retort.

HA! I wish I had dates to plan around a gym class. But even then I'd be all stressed about sweating, being up late, etc.

I need some anxiety pills today.

Pure Jealousy

EOS Club

aka: the Sigma Zetas
basically - anyone I came to know through living at Belmont


I was jokingly making a list in my head and thought I should preserve it somewhere.
What better place. Here.

Macy

is the hot bod

Ashley

is the decorator

Brittany

is the hippie

Shwn

is the business man

Oakley

the Republican

Jenny

the Rachel Lynde (that's what)

Lauren

the best dressed

Me

the damn lawyer (I previously had no identity)

Jessica Jolley

the babe (that makes it rain)

Jessica Roberts

the most kind

Mari-Michelle

is the Texan

Amy

is the cousin

Amy Ragsdale

is the neighbor

Ollie

the little expletive

Marge

the fat bastard