I've Been Slacking

Talk about ignoring my blog, jeez. Here's the rundown of what's happened over the last several weeks:

- Christian and I successfully moved into our apartment and although it is a mishmash of crappy furniture from my parents basement and posters of Interpol and Trainspotting, it's turning out to be quite nice. I've discovered that we both loathe to do the dishes, as even with a dishwasher we still have ones piled in the sink from dinner last night.
- Christian has been working all the time so that we have enough money for bills, rent, food/living expenses, since my broke ass has been unemployed since graduation. I just found out today that my old job at the Canada tour operation needs me about 15-20hrs/week starting Monday so that's something. Plus they know that as soon as I find a better job, I'm out the door. Speaking of which, I have an interview on Friday for a Spa Manager position at Wentworth by the Sea - a huge, ritzy hotel in Newcastle. I didn't even technically apply for the position; word of mouth spread from one hotel to another and soon the GM was calling me.
- Also on Friday, Christian and I are picking up our 8 week old kitten that we met last week! Granted, we have to go an hour into East Chugafuck, Maine to get it but the little thing is so cute and tiny that we had to get it. Being the idiots that we are, we totally forgot to ask what sex it is, so on Friday we're either naming it Stella or Nelson, depending on what it is.
- At the end of the month we're going to Cara's daughter's birthday party in Providence, and then from there driving to Conneticut so I can meet Christian's mother and sister. His sister Lauren is flying out from Chicago to go with their mom to Antiques Roadshow since she had won tickets (valued at $300! WTF). I'm a little nervous since I've heard that his mom is a no-nonsense kind of woman, but he says that I should get along great with Lauren since we have similar tastes in music, movies, etc.
- Oh and then last night I had a dream/wtfnightmare that I had heard from my ex Matt and he wanted to hang out. We went to some restaurant/hotel/bar place and while we were waiting to be seated, he kept whining and bitching about stupid things. So I get annoyed, tell him to shut up and how much I can't stand him and don't want to be his friend. He starts crying to some waitress and another comes over to me and I explain how he's clingly and a wuss. Then he flips the fuck out, like psychotic. He gets some sort of gun and as I jump behind the coat check-in booth, Adam Goldberg comes out of nowhere and shoots him. Adam Goldberg is in fucking EVERYTHING.