such is my life.

October 26, 2005

if you had asked me two years ago if i thought that there would be any downsides to having a washer and dryer in my apartment, i would have said no.

but that was before i had ever HAD a washer and dryer in my apartment, and before i knew of the curse of the pink pants.

"what's the curse of the pink pants, kim?"

i'll tell you oh, faithful readers.

so it goes like this. i have one laundry basket. when it comes time to do laundry, like today, i typically go through and sort.

when i had like 50 washers to use all at the same time, the stacks went like so:

whites.
lights.
darks.
jeans.
towels.

now that i have one washer that has the capacity to hold one pair of underwear and one sock, the stacks look more like this:

things i want washed right now.
things that can stay dirty for longer.

so, i'll be honest in saying that the "things that i want washed right now" are ALWAYS the following things:

my urban outfitters t's.
my favorite jeans.
my grey capris.
my circus shirt.
my rockets shirt.
my brown pants.
my black capris.
any underwear found in the stack.

so therefore, these are always the things that get picked out of the laundry basket, which CONTINUALLY leaves the "things that can stay dirty for longer" to stay dirty for longer.

yes. you guessed it. it's pink pants. granted, there are also some other things, but the pink pants are the most noted, and probably the longest standing in the "things that can stay dirty for longer" pile.

thus, the curse of the pink pants.

everytime i sort, they are there to remind me that i haven't done my laundry in it's entirety since the last time i wore those pink pants. and in all honesty, i can't even tell you when that was.

i'm a slob.

October 12, 2005

so...this whole living by myself thing isn't proving to be so good on my mental health. i've always known that i had some melancholy in me...but now, i swear it's all i see.

i seemed to have forgotten that part of apartment 242 when i was remembering all the good times i had living alone. i now remember it quite well. it's extremely similar to the nervous breakdown of 2000 at lynn haney collection (lurker...i know you feel me on this one...).

so tonight...i put on my date make-up, fixed my hair, put on my nightgown, and my converse. i'm a pathetic sight right now. i really am. the only thing i am lacking is some pearls, a whiskey glass, and some really sad music.

oh wait...i have the really sad music. and the pearls. so...all i'm lacking is the whiskey glass.

i have found that my time in 2326 has given me way too much time to reflect on every area of my life that i fall short. and the fact that i have absolutely NO clue what to do with my life when my lease is up. and the fact that i am completely irresponsible in every aspect of my life. i pretty much wake up every morning remembering that i suck, and go to bed every night reminding myself to remember how much i suck in the morning.

to quote an overly quoted line of an overly quoted song, "it might be a quarter-life crisis." if so, i'm about 9 months early...and unfortunately, that means that i've got about another 21 months of this to go, until that blessed 26 finally rolls around and saves me from myself.

i just pictured myself at 26. my life was all too similar to samantha's in sex in the city...minus the sex, the really skinny body, and the dates. oh...and new york city. but everything else...yeah...that was the same.

so. this is me now. clueless. frustrated. annoyed. confused. regretful.

insane.

hey, but at least my hair and make-up look good.

October 08, 2005

things i am enjoying as of late:

-- the late arrival of fall
-- that tomorrow is finally my one day off
-- that i can listen to my music as loud as i want because my neighbor is gone
-- tide with febreeze
-- that every ounce of clothing i have is clean
-- whataburger ketchup...cheeseburgers and fries are just a utensils to eat the ketchup with

things i am not enjoying as of late:

-- getting out of my warm bed on cold mornings
-- wanting to go to bed at 10 on the night before my one day off
-- soul meets body on death cab's plans...i know it's their single and all...but i don't like it
-- that i feel that i have betrayed gain (sorry gain.)
-- that i now need to hang up every ounce of clothing that i have that is clean
-- all of the lance armstrong wanna be's that clog up my "shortcut" home from work...and force me to drive 2 miles an hour in winding roads that i cannot pass on

October 02, 2005

"...And that perhaps, when I grow up and my love matures, I will learn to choose to love that man as I have to choose at times, to love You. And I may fail him, as I have at times failed You, and he will forgive me, as You have always forgiven me. And our love will become a story of redemption and grace, and a thing of beauty-not unlike a story of redemption and grace that is ages old - and not unlike a love that is ages old itself. I suppose that we will learn to live inside that love as a small detail in a picture much larger that is being worked out and finished and becoming more beautiful everyday. And that, perhaps, we will know love because we know You - and for no other reason or action of our own. And You will give a stability to what would be fragile and dirty and small, as humanity is. And that You will make something worthwhile for us, out of Your love for us. And that You will make us worthwhile for eachother, out of Your love for us."

i stole this from someone because i thought it was beautiful...