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Name: Sarah
Birthday: 2/28/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: growing my hair out. art. photography. laughing. growing up. becoming wiser. learning to use my library voice. reading.
Expertise: not using my library voice at the appropriate time.
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
2/14/2006
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| Today is Thursday. I'm sitting in a coffee house. I'm working; not a customer. There are a dozen young boys standing around holding basketballs, waiting for their turn to play in the tiniest gym I've ever seen in my life that's just down the hallway.
On my way here tonight (a 20-25 minute drive from the credit union) I realized that I was hearing something out of the ordinary. So I turned down the music and proceeded to hear a screeching and rattling sound from underneath the car that I've never heard before. I assumed it was my heat shield, which has been rattling for awhile, and that it was half on/half off. When I pulled into the parking lot here I leaned down to look under my car and saw a long silver tube about 5-6 in. in diameter hanging down, resting quietly on the ground. Pretty sure that's not a heat shield. So...my dad is coming to pick me up when I'm done tonight.
I would enjoy it very much if warm weather were to randomly come back for say, forever. But maybe I need to live in another state to experience that. Seriously, who moves from Chicago to Buffalo for the weather?! Not me.
I've had a busy few last weeks in terms of out-of-town guests. First Paula came for a weekend, and then Matt came on the following Friday and stayed through Saturday a week later. Janelle magically appeared on the Friday before Matt left and disappeared Sunday morning. I went to the Chocolate Bar with Paula and Janelle, so Matt still owes me a date there. When I went with Janelle it was 70's disco night, and our waiter was definitely living up to it. He would dance up to our table, singing along with the music and all we could do was laugh (albeit a little nervously). He was wearing a polyester shirt half buttoned and at one point pulled on his chest hair to assure us that it was real. Because we were definitely wondering and he must have seen that on our faces.
And so. I wait impatiently for the new Eisley and Lady Antebellum albums to be released early next year. I go to Chicago for 4 days in February/March. I'm very excited to see everyone there!:)
I'm not as much addicted to coffee anymore. It kind of scares me that I can't have more than one cup in a morning. What's wrong doctor?!!!
I think that it is time to start cleaning up so I can head out quick when the last basketball boys bounce out.
Peace out, yo.
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| I discovered my fly was down two different times.
A man asked if I was my dad's wife.
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| In 9 days.
Crazy, people. Andy and I have been been trying to find an affordable 2 bedroom apartment that's close to where we work/close to where our parents are having a house built (which we were not invited to live in. Joking. But we really weren't invited.)
Turns out that management companies in Buffalo, NY expect their tenants to make a lot of money even though Buffalo sucks at having jobs available and paying a decent minimum wage. It's not as low as some I've heard, but it could definitely be better. One place that we looked at we really liked. Everything was great except that you have to make $27,000 a year to live there. Doesn't sound like that much maybe, unless you DON'T MAKE THAT MUCH a year. There goes favorite place #1. So then we move on to back-up plan apartment #2. Definitely shabbier, smaller, but less expensive. Had the tour, talked on the phone, went in to pick up applications, and THEN they mention that both tenants must have full time jobs. That is so freaking messed up. (Side note: Andrew has a "part-time/seasonal" job that he works his butt off at, but his boss refuses to put him on full time. He's been applying at other places for a full time job, but based on my very recent experience with finding a full time job that doesn't suck your brain down the drain, it's going to take him about 3 months to find one. End side note.) So now I was back to scouring apartment sites, and my mom was covering a zillion other bases and doing almost of the the phone calling.
Finally we start checking out a place that has been on all the sites I've looked at but was considered just out of our price range. Mom had gone a few weeks to go look at it, came back and said, "It's very clean, and I would definitely approve of you living there," or something along those lines. If an apartment impresses my mother with its cleanliness, you're golden. :) So Dad went by to visit it last week, and it turns out that they're offering a 12-month deal of $100 off the rent for 2 bedroom apartments, thus making their biggest available apartments completely affordable for us. Score! And, the rent includes heat. Double score! (It's a rare thing around here, for apartments to include heat. I had better luck in Chicago finding options like that.) Their income rules are that you have to make 2.5x what your rent is per month. We can do that. Barely, but we can. :)
Other things this apartment complex offers:
-6 minute drive to work
-close to cheap gas station
-heated pool, fitness center, club house, car washing station, tennis courts, my future husband, patio, etc.
-about 7 minutes to my parents' new place
-very good reviews from current/former tenants
-it's clean. And my mother approves.
Andy and I went to look at it last night, filled out the applications at home, and I turned them in at 10 this morning. At four I got a call saying, "You've won the lottery. Not really, but you can come live here."
But...the only way we got the $100 off every month is if we move in by October 17th. That's ten days away for anyone counting. What the heck, man bring it on. Most of my stuff is still in boxes anyway from when I moved back from Chicago. So we're going to start moving stuff in next Friday, and my parents will finally be empty nesters. Trust me, they will miss us so much and be so bored they will be BEGGING us to come visit. I just know it.
So. That is my story. Thank you for tuning in, and feel free to come visit Andy and I after October 17th if you're in the Buffalo area.
(I love my parentheses). Is the period still supposed to be outside of them even if the sentence is all alone? I feel bad for it.
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| The song "Help I'm Alive" by Metric is always in my head.
I have my new little car, and there is a lot of love between us. :) It sits really low to the ground, so I sit on a pillow. I am just that cool. It's a '99 Saturn SL1, dark green, with no power anything.:) I have been very spoiled with my parents' cars and so I get a good arm workout every morning when I roll down my window to talk to Mary in the parking lot before work.
Andy and I are hoping to move into our own apartment by the end of October. I guess we should start looking into that. :) We were just out getting ice cream and saw an ad for 3 bedroom apt. right by where we live right now for only $600. I love Boston, NY. Edit: ok that place is gone, but I found my dream apartment. Now I just have to convince Andy.
Current favorite Andy quote: "Mom!!! Make Sarah hug me!"
Today was my one month anniversary at work. I have to be the weirdest person who has ever worked there because the looks they give me sometimes...
Really fun story time: I got pulled over for the first time last weekend. It was for making a U-turn. They're illegal guys, so don't do it. I realized as soon as I turned onto 90 E that I was supposed to be on 90 W, but I was not going to drive 17+ miles to turn around at the next exit. So I pulled into a U-turn and said out loud, "It would suck if a cop went by right now." I pulled out, and within 3 seconds there were lots of pretty, shiny lights showing up my rearview mirror. At this point I had owned my car for 4.75 days. Sigh. I win. So don't do U-turns. Although I told my parents that if that same situation replayed itself, I still would've done the U-turn. Is that horrible? I just don't see the sense in wasting that much gas and mileage when you can turn around. Maybe that's me being incredibly rebellious. Or wanting to meet cops.
I keep getting Christmas songs stuck in my head at work. Or the Sesame Street song. "Sunny days..."
Larisa goes back to college on Saturday. We went on a little black dress date with each other to the Chocolate Bar in downtown Buffalo. Very yummy desserts and coffee, but the french onion soup is a little too salty.
Matt is coming to visit in November, and now so is Paula! It's going to be the best month ever since the last one.
Ok, time for Hulu shows.
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| I finished my third week of working at the credit union. I am alive. We are thrilled with this. :) It's a lot of fun, a lot of stress sometimes, but almost everyone is patient with me, and my drawer is always balanced, which is a very wonderful thing.
Tomorrow I am test driving 3 cars. I only know their colors so far, so this should be really interesting.
I am currently thinner/weigh less than I did before I started college. I'm at 124. Kind of weird. I think I'm finally getting rid of some "baby fat"/college extraness or maybe I have a worm eating me from the inside out. I'm fitting into sizes 4 and 6 mostly, to which I scratch my head VERY HARD and wonder what they've done to the sizing of clothes. I have never so much looked in the direction of those sizes before, but now that's what doesn't fall off me. And I tested out the validity by going to three different stores. Same thing happened every time. In every dressing room all I could say was, "What the heck?!" Weird. I'm not going to lie, I'm basically a twig at this point. JUST KIDDING. Knaack and twig don't go together in the same sentence. Except for that one. And no matter what I'll always have my cankles.
Janelle, my love, when would be a good night/time to call you?
Songs that I adore right now:
Fire and Rain - Mat Kearney
Mountain and the Sea - Ingrid Michaelson
Golden Thread - Joy Williams
To Be Surprised - Sondre Lerche
Just Don't Think I'll Ever Get Over You - Colin Hay
I Still Care For You - Ray LaMontagne
Need You Now - Lady Antebellum
Washed Away - Joe Purdy
Interlude - Sherri DuPree
This is a fabulously random blog. I'm going to go read myself to sleep now.
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