So true
I’m afraid all of my posts for the next few months are going to be something like, “I’m so busy with school… waah waah waaaaaaah.”
But I won’t let that happen. I cannot promise anything though. I am taking 3 classes and I was working full time until last week when I called my supervisor and was like, “No! No, fuck, no! I’m in school, what don’t you fucking understand? I have shit to do and it’s fucking distraaaacting.” And yes, I really do amuse myself with post-prime internet meme references. But how good was that one? TBU and I danced non-stop to the remix for a couple days.
Did I mention our landlord made us pay to have gardeners come over and “maintain” the backyard? First off, by us I mean TBU and second, even if I did mention it I don’t expect you to remember. In my head this blog is like a running conversation that starts and stops on my watch. I’m like a two year old. But my point is that he said the yard had to be maintained (whatever the fuck that means, I asked him for specifics and he just kept repeating, “maintained, you know MAINTAINED,” louder and with more hand gestures) so being the responsible tenants that we are we had the guys come over and yes, the yard is nice and refreshed. But when I was watering the garden yesterday I noticed our neighbors yard looks like ours did a couple days ago. How come they don’t have to maintain their yard? I want a yard maintenance pass! Whatever.
Spring has sprung in beautiful Santa Cruz and I might go enjoy the outdoors on this perfectly mild day. It will be bittersweet though, because this weather is so brief, so fleeting. Soon the heat will force me to stay indoors, the sheer brightness will make me whither, all while everyone else talks about how awesome it is outside, like it’s one long, boring episode of Baywatch. Ugh, I really am better suited to like, The Netherlands.