Hey Intrawebz.
So, I just realized that I actually like where I'm staying. Both my roommate (the one still here) and my landlord are awesome. Even the guys upstairs are pretty awesome, the little that I talk to them.
Just thinking about it because of the move to Calgary. It'll be nice to actually have a y'know, place to myself (mostly, I'm sure that DGF will be infiltrating it during the day) and maybe have a sitting room with couches and such. But this place is cozy. It's...familiar. It's messy, yes, but I've actually got a place where I get along well with everyone I live with.
Ah well, just me reacting to change again. I don't like change. I'm like a dog. We like familiarity.
Speaking of dogs, I want one. DGF and I saw the cutest dog waiting for a bus today. Seriously. Black lab/Australian Shepherd cross, most likely, and the friendliest, cutest face ever. I wanted to bring it home, but she said no.
Ah well, I'm realizing how much I enjoy having animals in my life. And not just any animals, but an animal that I can y'know cuddle with. Or play with. I'm thinking I'm going to get a cat when I move, which means that my search for apartments and places to stay will be harder, as it will require that one extra thing. In the long run, though, I think it'll be worth it. I am lacking in the pet-love department these days, and Prudence (DGF's feesh) unfortunately isn't filling the quota. Sad days.
Hopefully the Government is working it's butt off, (HA!) and will e-mail/call me soon. I really want to know how these applications are going to end up. No news is good news though, right?
We shall see, pig, we shall see.
Oh, and I successfully managed to pull of "Shut up Piggy, I have the Conch" the other day. So proud of myself.
-Craig.
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