This weekend I finally get to move into a permanent residence in LA. Actually, I’ve already kind of moved in. This marks my 6th move Since June 7. It’s no wonder I’ve been slightly neurotic and obsessive about making garnishes. It’s a consistent, known, stable thing.
And it’s all in theory.
That’s right. I haven’t actually made a damned thing. I’ve come up with some great ideas. A few witty drink names. Consulted with Amber a little on some of her Experiments. But she’s actually done ALL of the work. I’m writing this post from my furniture-less apartment. I’m sitting on the floor of the soon to be office space. There is no overhead light in here and I don’t have and lamps yet, so I’m working with the just glow of the laptop screen on my face. I can’t work in the living room where there are overhead lights in abundance because my Airport is in storage until Saturday. I’m sleeping on a borrowed air mattress that has a slow leak in it. So every night, right before I go to sleep I inflate it really well. By the time I wake up in the morning I am sleeping on the floor hugged by two giant air pockets.
I really can’t wait to get my bed this Saturday.
I have cable hooked up, but no TV. I went to Target last night to remedy that situation. I just want a small TV for my room. The purchase got declined due to unusual activity. Apparently, now blow torches and sterilization units are “normal” purchases on my account. But something like a TV is suspicious.
And in the middle of all this, I’m trying to get rid of my coffee habit. I love coffee. I only drink one cup a day, except on days like today when I woke all night long due to my deflating bed. Today might be a 2-3 cup day. In which case I’m going to be awake all night. And when I’m awake all night working from the glow off my laptop I buy random things. Like a box of dismembered Barbies from e-bay for $5.
That is going to do nothing to help me buy a TV without bank suspicion.