Oprah, Ricky and all that jazz

[janestarz]

I now remember why I didn't like being sick. Ofcourse it sucks that you feel lousy and though the extra garlic in my diet burns at my throat, you ain't got nothing to do all day.
Mommy infused me with her knowledge of household cures, when you got the flu you do this and now that I have angina the words "lots of water" and "lots of garlic" spring to mind. Reini even commented when she came home that I must use a lot of garlic since the house always smelled of it. I just smiled and nodded. Bread with fresh garlic just having been eaten.

All day I didn't do much. Indeed I played the Sims and Transport Tycoon (my "Starz Wood Company" is worth millions!), I drank over a liter of tea, and watched a documentary on the Kursk and submarines in general on the National Geographic Channel. Sadly, the subtitles kept falling away, leaving me guessing at how many kilometers 50.000 feet is and the sort. Then there was a bit about dogs with jobs, about a greyhound and Tiger, a professional shepherding bear-chasing dog.

And of course, as a good girl, I watched Oprah at three, about Extreme Make-overs. People in the States getting multiple surgeries done in one session, and leaving their family for six weeks to become prettier. *grins* Americans.
[no pun intended though]

I got to counting a bit too. It's been well over six months since I've last visited the cinema! I've been to The Lord Of the Rings: The Two Towers in January with my mom, and not since. *gets up to flip her French toast*
*returns*
Okay, randallsilver this may be a shock to you, but I just counted. There have been and are so many movies I want to see, most of which just almost are illegal to see but in the cinema. Think: "Matrix Reloaded". I haven't seen it yet! And I wonder whether it's still in the cinema's over here.
Another good example is "Pirates of the Caribbean". Haven't seen it yet, but I desperately want to. I mean, what girl could pass up the chance to ogle at Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom in a costume-movie!? I sure as hell can't!

Got a craving for costume movies, though. Sense and Sensibility, which I've seen twice when I was staying at my mom's, is trying to win me over again. I drool at every LOTR preview or dvd-release poster I see (even though I have the movie poster at my bedside).


There's another thing that's been bothering me. *munches OJ* Next to the complete craving of orange juice I've had lately, that is. September first was supposed to be the date I was going to move into the larger room in this house. And though I know exactly which room I am supposed to get, because it's described in detail in my contract, nobody knows who's supposed to move into the tiny room I occupy now. Reini and Ilona agree with eachother (and maybe it's smart to pick their side in this) and say that Sabine is supposed to go in that room and they trade amongst themselves. But Sabine is 100% sure Reini is supposed to move into the smallest room, but Reini is reluctant to move out anywhere, because she's comfy right where she is.

Now I'm the artificially intelligent here, though not the only blonde. I am by no means tired of the endless storage space I have in that enormous closet (I love the way my larpcloaks look on a hanger, and the neatly folded stacks of tunics and ooooh…) but I am tired of the tight quarters, the "I can't move my ass because there's so much shit lying around". I used to be able to have much more shit lying around and being able to move my ass around. But then I was living in mr. Duh's apartment.
Who never contacted me since, thank whoever you believe in.
Twice. On your bare knees.

In any case, this is a breach of contract on Trudy's side. I overheard Reini on the phone with Trudy's bridehusband-to-be saying that she would be home late that night. But in any case, I will let Trudy handle this situation. Since we can't possible find an agreeable time to set up a house-meeting, and figure out stuff like this, it's up to the person I have a contract with. Trudy.
I am looking forward to the larger room though. It means I can work on my projects and leave stuff lying around the room and build a bigger bed by putting 2 mattresses on the floor.

There's another thing that's been bothering me, it's a bit an extension of this room-swapping problem. I know Sabine wants to move out, and I know I'm not the sharpest knife in the political drawer.
Sabine is looking for another room, and is just dying to be released of the contract. Therefore, it would be remarkably convenient if somebody would throw her out of the house because of bad behavior.
Things have been disappearing. The shower mousse my mom gave me when she last visited me. Stuff of Reini's, stuff of Ilona's as well. Sabine's stuff as well. She gets really pissed when somebody touches her stuff, especially because she says she has all her stuff packed in boxes and ready to be moved out. Yesterday she was bristling with fury when somebody had taken the laundry rack from her room when there was a perfectly good dryer in the attic. She turned the music up so loud that we could sing along even though the doors were closed and the tv was on downstairs. Though I can enjoy Within Temptation at times, the acoustic version always disappoints me.
She comes home in the middle of the night, sometimes early in the evenings, pissed-drunk, annoying. I hope she's not the one leaving the lights on and the back door open at nights. Often when I come out of bed to go to school I find the back door wide open, no-one around, and no signs of life. It's very dangerous. If somebody is of evil character and wants to rob us, that's very well possible. Now that we have a tv again, the first three things a thief will get are that tv, my guitar(s) and maybe my computer.
And if the back door isn't locked, no insurance company will be so dumb as to pay to replace those.

I doubt anything will be resolved by itself, and I am about ready to set things in a whirlwind waterfall. If I call Trudy, and she pulls some strings, maybe Sabine will strut her feathers and walk off. I sort of liked her at first, but I like responsible people better then people who just get home all drunk and start to blabber about how malcontent they are.

Things will get swirling if anything changes, and the only thing that won't change is my rent. It will remain the same hideous amount of 277 euro including gas and cable and electrics. I'll get the big room for half a year. If I stretch it now, and move into that room in October, maybe I won't have to move back to the tiny room in half a year. I know the offer to live here stands for another year, but I don't think I could stand two years here. Maybe I can. I'll see that in 8 months.

The thing is, if Sabine finally leaves, we have to find somebody else who is willing to pay 277 euro for that tiny room. That may prove a hard job.


So, this turned out to be a long post, and I fear I must leave you now. I still have to do the kitchen. Mop the floor and so on.
In any case, I'm positive, feeling better now that I ate my toast and drank some more OJ. Addicted to OJ here! *points at self* *smirks*

Comments

[bammerangcreep.livejournal.com]

johnny depp is so extremely gooood in that pirates film. woohaa! he's like this sort of crazy pirate captain without a ship and he's holding his hands up and walking as if he's a female model. the stereo type of gay but somehow very different. it's really well done. he's a great actor. he was hilarious!

the first half hour of the movie, however, i had to convince my boyfriend (much against the wish of the people around us) that it indeed WAS orlando bloom. he looked different as well. a bit too baby faced with his little moustache, compared to the silent strength he seemed to radiate in LOTR.

the story isn't too great but johnny depp had me glued to the screen and fascinated for the whole 2 hours. it was one heck of a part. i intend to buy the video.