...getting rained on in Tokyo.
...old enough to drink alcohol but not old enough to know when to stop.
...blogging since 02/22/03.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Nesting I'm cruising along just fine except for my imaginary dust lung due to living in a quasi-construction site of a room. My flatmate wanted to have an additional window added to my room and the chimney running through my room taken out. With the normal and abnormal delays of the work crews, this has been dragging on for 6 weeks, enough time to get a sore back from sleeping on my sofa and miss my belongings that are stashed away in heaps in corners while more and more dust settles on them.
I take comfort in two websites:
passive-agressive notes: After reading two or three posts, I'm reminded how petty and silly all this is and that I should let go of it (I've come a long way since living with Tupperware girl in uni).
Danish real estate search: Just because I'm no passive-aggressor anymore, it doesn't mean, I can't work on better living arrangements. Now I only need to hold out for a lottery win. It might help if I started playing it.