Molly Says

Saturday, October 30, 2004

All set up at Tina's.

I moved most of my stuff while Beef was underground with Ray, which wasn't too hard since I basically own a duffel bag full of clothes, three copies of Glamour, and a computer. I found this old wheeled suitcase in the hallway coat closet, and when Gramma K slithered out of her room to admonish me for using it, I just threw a shoe at her and she wheeled back into her room. I didn't care anymore. I'm never going to see her again if I can help it. If and when Beef and I get married, she'll be long gone. Not that he's so close with any of his family he'd actually send them invitations or anything. Apparently he has a twin brother somewhere but he doesn't even know how to get in touch with him, and his parents...not today.

My new place is pretty decent. Wall-to-wall carpet, little kitchenette with breakfast bar, two bedrooms and one bathroom. Tina has some pretty basic IKEA furniture - little dinner table, a desk against one wall, one of those crepe paper Asian lamps...pretty clean and simple. All she had in the fridge was a boneless, skinless chicken breast on a plate, which I guess was defrosting.

We're in a pretty no-frills apartment building across the street from a Round Table, a 7-11 and a Safeway, so we're pretty conveniently situated for the basic needs. There's even a dry cleaner for when I have to work during 10-cent Buffalo Wing nights. The complex has a pool and a little lawn in the courtyard, but you can tell that no one here is comfortable using them.

Alright, I've (obviously) got my new machine set up and now I've gotta crash, since I've got to be in before lunch tomorrow. There's a new menu item (Double Oahu Shrimp Chicken - a pounded chicken breast folded over triple-marinated shrimp and sizzling four-cheese blend, with low-carb creamed broccoli or triple-Cheshire twice-baked potato) and they're testing us on it before the rush starts.

Wednesday, October 06, 2004

Moving = not so easy

Beef and I aren't really on the same page as far as what we're looking for, apartment-wise. He wanted to move into Ray's pool house, which I am really against. You can't have your friends be your landlords, it opens you up to all sorts of uncomfortable and potentially friendship-breaking situations. Ray is a great guy, and he'd probably never cause any problems, but you never know, and also that irritating Little Nephew shit is always there, waving his big hip-hop attitude around.

Beef also said that Mr. Bear might be moving out of Chris's house, which could be interesting. Téodor lives there, plus little Philippe and Lyle, so it'd be a pretty big party all the time, and rent would be low. I don't know, I kind of want us to have a place of our own. That week we spent on vacation together was really nice. I don't think I mentioned the moussaka that Beef made in Ray's kitchen...he's a really good cook when he wants to be.

Ugh, off to Applebee's. It's Kids Eat Free night...shoot me now.

Friday, October 01, 2004

Annoying and Hopeful Things.

Beef's been looking at rental classifieds all week, and Gramma K's been more aggressively senile than usual, so I think we might actually end up getting a place of our own. Between my horrible new job getting extra tubs of ranch dressing for mongoloid, goateed sports fans, and his off-and-on programming work, we'd be able to afford a place of our own and also cover his rent on Gramma K's trailer.

I just got off a late shift at Applebee's and am cleaning up to head to Ray's to meet everyone. I've been really excited to go all night. I've had just a shit week and I want to get good and drunk.