Hello, party people. I’m in a bad mood today, so watch out! I had a good day yesterday, was walking into my apartment after a lovely evening at the RBC Center, and there was a letter in my door regarding the lease at my apartment. It’s up in May, and they’re raising my rent by $50. Yeah, you read that correctly: fifty bucks a month. Yikes. I talked to a bunch of people today, and no one – myself included – has had rent jump more than $20. Sigh. I’m going to have to talk to them to sort out this craziness.
So I’m going through an “I Will Survive” phase. Not the Gloria Gayner version, but Cake’s version. And it’s not because I’m some woman scorned or anything, it’s because I love the remake. It’s awesome. So on my way to work I turn it up way loud and dance in my car. I bet the people next to me think I’m an idiot, but I can’t help it. It’s a groovy little song.
I made it to work on time today, which honestly shocked me because I couldn’t pull myself away from the Bob Woodruff stuff on ABC News. Such a good story. He’s the reporter whose head got severely injured in Iraq. He’s made quite a miraculous recovery and I’ve been sucked into all of the tv coverage. It’s nice to be subjected to an uplifting story every once in a while. A nice break from all the doom and gloom.
Wow. I just sneezed four times and made no noise! What a special talent I have! Hahaha.
Ben Folds is coming to town. Ben Folds is coming to town. Ben Folds is coming to town. YAY!