Ok, I am now an official homeowner with taxes and water bills to pay. Good times. This weekend was very busy with house things and Christmas stuff. I spent a lot of very satisfying hours ripping ugly old crappy shit out of the new house and putting it to the curb. I tore shit down, kicked shit around and generally took out a lot of stress on some innocent ugly ass wallpaper.

The previous owners, while doing great things like putting in new windows and a new furnace and remodeling the kitchen, lived at level of cleanliness that is a bit below my standard of living. They were SLOBS. Wicked slobs. Dust, grime, mildew, etc. You name it, it's there. I really think the house is relieved to have me move in. There is so much possibility there, it's incredible. If God were to design a house just for me, I think this one would be it. Or pretty darn close to it.

We played "What's Under the Bathroom Floor?" and "What's Behind This Wall?" Lots of fun.

Then there was the company Christmas party, where I had too much wine and might have said some inappropriate things to people in positions of power. But what fun would an office holiday party be if I wasn't worried about losing my job on Monday?

And then I received an early christmas present today from my boyfriend, who not only volunteered to clean and waterproof my creepy ass Amityville Horror-style basement, but also got me a ten gig iPod. I named it iPodobi, and instead of going back to the house and making it liveable, I've been downloading songs. Good times all around baby.

Here's a photo of the new place. It's a couple of months old. When you look at it, try to envision 16 inches of snow around it from the Nor'easter we got today.

What's green and lighter green and is 118 years old?

That would be my new house that I'm closing on this afternoon.

The Krisobi House of Retro Pleasure is going to be open for business soon. I hope my new neighbors dig the Crue.

Remakes of any kind are usually not on my top ten list of favorite things. Once in a while a good one comes along, but not very damn often. I'll usually give them a chance. But after watching 5 minutes of the new Battlestar Galactica, I'm changing my policy. What a piece of crap. And who was the genius that decided to recast Starbuck's character as a tough girl tomboy type. Oi. I'm totally disgusted. And look! Stands with a Fist just found out she has cancer! Oh how tragic. Maybe I should stop living in the past and give it more of a chance, but it's just so horrible, and The Real World/Road Rules Challenge is going to be on in 30 minutes...

Yeah! Thanks to iTunes, The Darkness is my new favorite band. [procedes to rock out]

Bah. You know what's lame? Making changes to your blog template at work and feeling all proud of yourself for FINALLY getting the archives up and then you get home to use your super fabulous powerbook and the page is all fubared up. Grrrr... I'm such a lazy htmler.

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The archives have finally been added...

You know that singing christmas tree? The one with the huge mouth and blinking eyes? That creeps the crap out of me. Lifesize santa figures creep me out too. So, today when I was at Tops for my chicken finger sub, and I saw this picture:



I almost freaked out and left without my sub. It's like they are hanging children. [shudders] That's what I get for not going to Wegmans.