Let's see. It has been officially decided by my friend Chad and I that we are boring. How can this be? It's true. I have found that most of my adult conversations have to do with religion (Jesus) and how my cat keeps peeing on herself. You see what I did there? And most of time has been spent working or doing homework. Why, why must I be an adult? Let's go back to Senior year going out to restaurants and see what I can fit in my giant bag. Maybe a Caraffe? Maybe a spoon or a whole silverware set. I am not saying stealing is my option here, it's not. I don't do that anymore. Frequently. But adventures need to be happening before we all are settled down. THINGS NEED TO HAPPEN! Yes, going out to the bars are fun and just hanging out. However, I think I am having a quarter life crisis. Man, School is sucking out the fun.
But wait, I did get an apartment. It's the only adult thing I am stoked about and probably because it's four blocks away from the triangle of bars in downtown! WOO HOO.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
Jesus and Cats
As I am typing up a new post I realize that the two labels I post the most are Jesus and Cats. I find it to be a silly yet a perfect combination. Yes? Do you guys think Jesus owned a cat or did they eat them then? Just curious.
Friday, January 6, 2012
The Hunt
Apartment hunting could possibly be the death of me. This is quite a false statement. I have only seen one apartment thus far on the journey and let me tell you what I have found.
My Mom, Ricks, and I drive to downtown near high and 3rd. There lies a house that we learned had been moved three times through out Eugene during the course of its 118 year life. It is called The Hamm House. A historical landmark that was built by General Hamm in 1894. This landmark is a two story green house and full of various occupants.
The Apartment-Showing Man met us at the entrance along with another potential occupant. As we walked up the stairs I notice a hole carved into the door. I figured, why the heck not. As we walk into the house I am pointed to where the laundry is and then walked up the stairs. There is a smoking patio, which sucks since I had just quit. We walk all the way down the hall way and there it is. The man opens the door and we walk into the apartment. I am informed that there is not bathroom in the apartment and that I would have to share it with my two neighbors, a female student and a 50 year-old Man. I was a bit taken aback by having to share the bathroom but I wanted to know more.
The apartment itself was painted various shades of yellow and there were so many windows. It looked like a place that I would call home. However, it reeked of cats. The lady who had also come to view the apartment started asking questions about the previous tenant. The man that had lived there before was there for ten years and had approximately five cats. He cut the whole in the door so that cats could come in and out. We find out that he kept to himself and didn't have really any guests. She asked where he had moved to. All the man said was it was all taken care of and he moved to a new place.
THAT MAN DIED IN THAT APARTMENT AND HE MOVED TO THE CEMETERY! I'm sorry, but did this man all of the sudden get friends or moves because he met someone? Yes, this freaked me out, only a little. I still wanted to fill out an application and put my name down. The apartment was neat and probably filled with friendly, not so friendly and lonely ghosts but I took the night to talk about it with my mom. She automatically thought that the 50 year old bath mate would put up a camera in the bathroom. She's a Mom, she likes to think up the worst possible scenarios.
While home I took the time to go online and look to see what else was available in the area. Various studios all in the range of $300-$465 and with their own bathroom. So when I got the call that I was approved for the apartment I kindly declined in hopes of finding a nice death/ghost free apartment with a bathroom.
So the hunt continues.
And with that I leave you with something my sister, Jordyn, said:
"Is Jesus' last name Christ?"
My Mom, Ricks, and I drive to downtown near high and 3rd. There lies a house that we learned had been moved three times through out Eugene during the course of its 118 year life. It is called The Hamm House. A historical landmark that was built by General Hamm in 1894. This landmark is a two story green house and full of various occupants.
The Apartment-Showing Man met us at the entrance along with another potential occupant. As we walked up the stairs I notice a hole carved into the door. I figured, why the heck not. As we walk into the house I am pointed to where the laundry is and then walked up the stairs. There is a smoking patio, which sucks since I had just quit. We walk all the way down the hall way and there it is. The man opens the door and we walk into the apartment. I am informed that there is not bathroom in the apartment and that I would have to share it with my two neighbors, a female student and a 50 year-old Man. I was a bit taken aback by having to share the bathroom but I wanted to know more.
The apartment itself was painted various shades of yellow and there were so many windows. It looked like a place that I would call home. However, it reeked of cats. The lady who had also come to view the apartment started asking questions about the previous tenant. The man that had lived there before was there for ten years and had approximately five cats. He cut the whole in the door so that cats could come in and out. We find out that he kept to himself and didn't have really any guests. She asked where he had moved to. All the man said was it was all taken care of and he moved to a new place.
THAT MAN DIED IN THAT APARTMENT AND HE MOVED TO THE CEMETERY! I'm sorry, but did this man all of the sudden get friends or moves because he met someone? Yes, this freaked me out, only a little. I still wanted to fill out an application and put my name down. The apartment was neat and probably filled with friendly, not so friendly and lonely ghosts but I took the night to talk about it with my mom. She automatically thought that the 50 year old bath mate would put up a camera in the bathroom. She's a Mom, she likes to think up the worst possible scenarios.
While home I took the time to go online and look to see what else was available in the area. Various studios all in the range of $300-$465 and with their own bathroom. So when I got the call that I was approved for the apartment I kindly declined in hopes of finding a nice death/ghost free apartment with a bathroom.
So the hunt continues.
And with that I leave you with something my sister, Jordyn, said:
"Is Jesus' last name Christ?"
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Thought of the Day #1
Did women have beards before tweezers were invented? Seriously. I have been pondering this very thought all day. As I sat on the couch and watched some Desperate Housewives a commercial came on. This commercial was selling a small face shaver for women. I thought that would be a heck of a lot better than tweezers. I mean come on those things HURT.
So this lead me to think about the past and what in the world women did before tweezers. Did Marie Antoinette have a beard? Did Queen Elizabeth have a stache? Or what about those crazy peasant folk way back when? Granted they bathed about twice a year so I bet they didn't really care a whole lot about the hairs growing out of their chin or their unibrows.
So the thought of the day: How hairy were women's faces before they used tweezers or razors for that matter?
So this lead me to think about the past and what in the world women did before tweezers. Did Marie Antoinette have a beard? Did Queen Elizabeth have a stache? Or what about those crazy peasant folk way back when? Granted they bathed about twice a year so I bet they didn't really care a whole lot about the hairs growing out of their chin or their unibrows.
So the thought of the day: How hairy were women's faces before they used tweezers or razors for that matter?
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
The Beginning
And then there was light. Oh man, I hope I didn't scare you off with a biblical reference it was all in good fun. Honestly, unless you took great offense from me just saying it was fun and you really do love Jesus. I mean, he is totally like righteous. I mean, I'm done. Anywhos welcome! I suppose that with the start of a blog I should introduce myself.
Now, I wont be giving any names away, obviously. (total lie) But to really explain the reasoning for this blog, besides the fact that I want to be totally awesome, is that I am a writer by nature and by heart. Through various conversations I have decided that a blog would be an excellent way to share my work, random thoughts and hi-jinks.
Quick Facts (a shoddy Rap):
My name is Jerami If you can deal
It's a boys name, save the shpeal
I hate olives and yumm sauce
mushrooms too
I love cheese even the bleu
Went to a school in Seattle
But the whole money thing
became a huge battle
Dropped out after a couple of years
moved back home to what I call Springfield
Live with the Fam
I'm the oldest of four and God Damn
They be crazy bitches all up this house
gots tons of cats to kill all the mouse..s...umm..mice. Shit.
Now I just work all day
and play with my new..puppay!
So there it is, a little about me. There will be plenty more to come. Oh also just a quick heads up I curse like a sailor and there will probably be a few drunken posts. I mean what can ya do? Turning 21 has been my greatest achievement. ( I seriously used to think that the world was going to end before I was ever able to step foot inside a bar. So Yes, I won that one.)
I will leave you with a quote from my Sister, Jordyn.
"I walked into the store and the guys looked at me like I had two eyes."
Now, I wont be giving any names away, obviously. (total lie) But to really explain the reasoning for this blog, besides the fact that I want to be totally awesome, is that I am a writer by nature and by heart. Through various conversations I have decided that a blog would be an excellent way to share my work, random thoughts and hi-jinks.
Quick Facts (a shoddy Rap):
My name is Jerami If you can deal
It's a boys name, save the shpeal
I hate olives and yumm sauce
mushrooms too
I love cheese even the bleu
Went to a school in Seattle
But the whole money thing
became a huge battle
Dropped out after a couple of years
moved back home to what I call Springfield
Live with the Fam
I'm the oldest of four and God Damn
They be crazy bitches all up this house
gots tons of cats to kill all the mouse..s...umm..mice. Shit.
Now I just work all day
and play with my new..puppay!
So there it is, a little about me. There will be plenty more to come. Oh also just a quick heads up I curse like a sailor and there will probably be a few drunken posts. I mean what can ya do? Turning 21 has been my greatest achievement. ( I seriously used to think that the world was going to end before I was ever able to step foot inside a bar. So Yes, I won that one.)
I will leave you with a quote from my Sister, Jordyn.
"I walked into the store and the guys looked at me like I had two eyes."
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