The sweet upswing

I logged in to MySpace today - because they have a new music player and it's fancy fun. Anywho, life lured me back to MySpace just in time, because it turns out that Ingrid has a brand new album coming out... TOMORROW! What a happy surprise. I needed something new.

Here's the track listing:


1- be ok
2- giving up
3-over the rainbow
4-the chain (live)
5-lady in spain
6-keep breathing
7-oh what a day
8-the way i am (live)
9-can't help falling in love (live)
10-you and i
11-be ok (acoustic version)


I'll also be seeing the lovely Allie Moss and Ingrid LIVE in Omaha on November 16. If you're interested, let me know. It's the best therapy I've found.

Steven and I have officially started the apartment hunt. My landlords refused to answer any of my calls this weekend. I tried again today, but nothing. They covered the hole, and left a big mess in the closet. So I'm taking the "we'll let you out of your lease" option. We've seen two places already and have about five more tomorrow. I'm so excited to be looking at 2 bedroom places again. It's just so much more space! And rooms with doors! It feels like we're finally pushing through to something good.

"I just want to feel today, feel today, feel today
I just want to feel something today
I just want to know today, know today, know today
Know that maybe I will be ok" ~ Ingrid Michaelson

Anyone wanna come visit?

Yep, that's my bathtub. You can see it in my closet. Through the giant hole in the wall.

And those are the rotting floorboards under the other side of the tub. That clean piece of plywood is guarding the hole in the floor. It is the only thing keeping the rats out of my closet.


I have a lot of faith resting in that piece of plywood.

And this is the view when you open the door of the closet.


The (black?) mold creeping along my remaining wall.


The door that protects me from the creepy critters that are crawling through the hole. I also made him spray it for bugs. I barricade it with boxes when I'm at home.


The inside of my closet. Unceremoniously moved outside.


The shower also got recaulked, which is sort of pointless, since they'll be ripping up the tub next week. Apparently the entire floor under the tub is also rotten.

Mmmm, moldy.

And so it goes

I have rotten floor boards.

They're digging a hole. And then bringing a dehumidifier. And then leaving the hole uncovered so it can air out before they rebuild my wall. My closet wall. One of the five walls in my apartment. After that they get to rip out my bathtub and give me a new one.

Life without Hailey is disastrous.

Happy Birthday, Momma

RIP David

David Foster Wallace: 1962-2008

"Learning how to think really means learning how to exercise some control over how and what you think…being conscious and aware enough to choose what you pay attention to…how you construct meaning from experience. Because if you cannot exercise this kind of choice in adult life, you will be totally hosed."

The dark underbelly of The Office

Vocabulary lesson

Ketty, one of the teachers in the program, has been working with her lower level classes on Vocabulary. Today they were going over new words and one of them was "employer." As an example question, she asked the students, "Who is my employer?"

In unison, the class answered, "Susan!"

I suppose it doesn't matter what it says on my business card, as long as the students know who's boss.

And yes, I do have a business card. Let me know if you would like one for your refrigerator. They make lovely decorations.