James' Ramblings

People are too unpredictable. I just woke up at 5:30 to go meet a friend at a jacuzzi at 6...to find out that he didn't show up. God damn. Why make me go through the trouble of waking up butt ass early in the morning, driving to the place, and make me come back here. Sometimes I tell you...last night was also one of the most frustrating, and tiring, nights of my life courtesy of Laura's huge, oversized, heavy, stupid desk. Rod and I had moved the lower half sometime ago before the girls went to camp and yesterday we got around to moving the upper half. We stopped it at the top of the stairs and Rod went home and decided to do it in the morning, ahem, after the jacuzzi. Anyway, I'm not the one to leave stuff unfinished, so I decided to try and figure out a way to put it into the room, the first reason that we stopped and left it at the hallway. The things too damn big to go in the room, great huh? I spent 30 minutes or so trial and erroring trying to take off the fucking cabinet doors, which had phillip's head screws, with my can opener on my knife. That didn't work and I ended up breaking one of the screws, so I went to Chris' house and got an actual phillip's head. By the way, if you know that I'm spelling it wrong tell me. Is it phillips or phillip's? Ok, back to the hardship. I got both doors off and I proceeded to slide the desk into Laura's room, which barely fit. And then I POSSIBLY couldn't leave it there unfinished, as I wouldn't be able to sleep well. I devised a setup to lift the huge desk (way more than I can carry or let alone lift up with just my strength) and mangaged to get it up some 3 feet onto the lower half of the desk. I screwed in the doors and the task was done. This whole process, which took nearly 1 1/2 hours, yielded two important lessons for me and hopefully to everyone out there. Never say you'll help move a desk that takes more than 2 people to even lift and NEVER GET A DESK THAT BIG. *sigh* And now here I am, half awake, tired, and aching from getting up early for no reason. I would call him, but that'd be too nice of me. I'm sure he's sleeping his time away. At 11 though, I'll be going to the motorcycle shop with Chris to check out the awesome sportbikes that I can't get and hopefully I can see the bike I want. Afterwards, I'm going to Longmont to pick up the frame for the posters that I got Laura. Oh yeah, I haven't written that down yet. I got Laura a signed Dave Matthews poster for Christmas. Yes Christmas. I ended up getting two, because I thought she'd like the other one better, but I showed it to her and she likes them both...equally. My luck. So I gave her however much time she wants to decide. I bought a glossy black frame for one of them, so I'm going to get that today and I'm going to see which one looks better in the frame. AFTER that (gosh, it's a busy day), Ashley, Derek, and Grant should be arriving, or maybe even just leaving, from camp to come out to Fort Collins to visit. That should be around 4pm or so. I have no idea what we're going to do when they get here, but I want to move Ash's bed matress tonight. I think I spelled that wrong. Mattress. That looks better. Anyhoo, I'm thinking we're just going to have to put it on top of Ash's car and take it to the house. Should be a VERY FUN EXPERIENCE once again. My life is very weird. I'm hungry now, though I have nothing to eat and I don't want to go buy anything as my credit card bill is up to around $310 or so. I NEED that rent check! I thought to myself why hasn't it come yet. I'm afraid that Ash's Dad my have sent the rent check to her P.O. Box, which I couldn't get to anyway. I hope that's what happened and I can put the money in the bank on Monday. If not, I have no idea what's going to happen. I better not be out $316.66. I'm not that rich. Well, I'm going to leave you for now. I'm gonna maybe fall asleep for a couple hours before I have to get ready. See ya.