Well, the man who has been looking at our house called tonight and "came up" to 30k less than our asking price. Wanker
. I'm feeling rather bruised by this whole week of emotional rollercoasting, and between the house and PMS, I am in some serious
need of chocolate chip cookies this weekend. I might eat a whole package by myself.
Don't you think wanker
is a funny, and much under-used, word? I believe this brings Slush's list of under-used words to two (the other being bodice
). If you can weave those both into the same sentence, well, you just might have a viable future in romantic fiction. I believe it is a very lucrative profession, so if I inspire your NY Times Bestselling future, remember us little people, OK?
As a consolation prize for not selling our house, L and I got new cell phones tonight. We actually have some pretty slick phones, which also run Windows and do all kinds of fancy-schmancy stuff we don't need them to do. Our phones don't, however, get great reception. We downgraded to a pair of Motorola Razrs, which not only get great reception, but are also just freakin' cool. I'm quite tempted to download a Nelly ring-tone.
L got a black one and I came very
close to the pink, but then I pictured myself in my razorback red velour jogging suit (you didn't see that coming, now did you?) next winter, and I knew that I would be asking L to trade phones with me so I wouldn't clash. Considering that L isn't too happy about me
wearing pink, let alone him doing so, I knew this was a lot to ask. In the interest of continued marital harmony, I went with the silver. Always go classic, not trendy (that mantra is why all of my clothes are so boring).