i can not possibly explain to you the utter joy and fascination of high-speed internet when you have had dial-up for like ten years. the music that i lost when this beast got trashed last month? will be fully replaced tomorrow. it took me an average of an hour to download each of those songs. i just got ten songs in about five minutes.
but better, better than anything, soothing my horror and indignation and blazing bawling (okay, not quite) screaming anger at having screwed up the vcr timer and missed the single most important episode of 'queer as folk' in the entire history of the show ("i love you." OH MY FUCKING GOD SWEET BLEEDING BABY JESUS HOLY FUCKING HELL! WHAT THE HELL HAVE I MISSED?!), i am now downloading this most coveted episode, something i don't need to tell you you could not even dream of with dial-up. it's going to take a while, but i don't give a flying fuck.
living with a relative stranger is a little odd, but since i'm essentially only home to sleep, it doesn't matter much. my new roomate, who i suppose i must fake-name, is a nice girl, has a nice friendly boyfriend who desperately wants to catch sight of my cat, and basically hangs out in her room, so there's little of the awkward sharing-space i had feared. the only thing i have to adjust to is the fact that when i want the bathroom, i can't bang on the door and say, "carolyn, hurry up and get out, i have to pee."
my cat is adjusting. as long as the bedroom door is shut, she's perfectly comfortable. when i open the door and my roomate's cat tries to come in and visit, she gets very agitated. poor kitty. he is so very besotted with my precious, and she, much like her mother, has little to no interest in anyone's romantic advances. he's also a relative baby - about a year to my cat's nearly ten.
kitty does adore living on the ninth floor tho'. unlike her mother, who is just getting used to looking out the window without the ominous and inexplicable feeling that she is somehow going to pass out and fall forwards and crash thru the window to the ground far below, she is roosted in the windowsill staring at the excitement below and she ain't budging.
we will not, however, talk about the dog. i haven't seen my baby in over a week. carolyn called me to tell me to come over and see her a few days after the move, but i was at work at the time. i'm hoping to go and get her tomorrow, for a few hours if not overnight.
the rabbits, naturally, don't give a flying fuck as long as there's food in their dish and an occasional scratch on the bum. they didn't care for being packed up and transported, naturally, but once they were plunked back in their cages, they went back to their regular vegging.
living downtown agrees with me, as i like light and noise at night, and at those times when i need to see signs of life, i can look out my window and see people and traffic at all hours of the day and night. i miss having the highway out my window, but this is an adequate substitute.
i have somehow lost several objects of varying importance - like my television remote, which i know goddamn good and well is here somewhere because i stood in that living room and stared around it like ten times before i walked out, and i have the dvd remote so therefore i have the tv remote too. it is quite possibly somewhere in my car, which is still stuffed with random objects that just haven't found their way in yet. i also can't find my sunglasses (probably suffering the same lost-in-the-car fate), a nearly-full bottle of laundry soap, or the fucking coffee filter cup that carolyn bought me, which i could really use when i'm getting up at six-fucking-thirty to work at the kennel. there is no reason for these things to be missing, as i packed and have found everything else from the cupboards they came from. i will just assume that they were misplaced at some murky point around three a.m. when kerry and i were driving back and forth with carloads of boxes and random junk, and that they will eventually turn up. if not, they will go the way of the infamous pyrex dish and cat brush, lost during our last move and never to be seen again.
now that i've had my high speed internet fun for the evening and let everyone know i'm alive, i'm heading to bed so i can get up and spend my day off tomorrow doing yet more unpacking and reshuffling, hopefully without having to break up any catfights in the process.