Since I've been here ... I haven't really done any serious cleaning. I did tonight. Actually I'm still sorta going at it. There's nothing else to do really. Ricky's not online *sigh*. Nothing on tv really. TV Funhouse is on so I'm sorta watching that. But its a repeat.

It weird but cleaning makes me feel more focussed for some reason. Sometimes .... before a big project .... I'd clean my room. It always made me feel like I was 'ready' y'know. I mean ... if I'm clean and focussed .... my environment should be too. The kitchen sink is actually white and not the light creamy coffee color I guess I was used to. I could almost hear the sink screaming "Yes! Yes! Yes!" like the women in the Herbal Essences ads. Amber likes cleaning too. We're both weird like that. If she were here she'd be begging to clean the bathroom hehe. She's so cool. Hmmm ... wonder what she's doing tomorrow. Haven't spoken to her in a while.

I forgot to call Josie. She might know of a good apartment. She lives in Park Slope. I feel sorta bad just calling her up and saying ...."Hey Josie, yeah you haven't heard from me in forever. But now I want to use you to help me hunt for a pad. Forget about all the other times I could've just called to say hi. I could use the excuse that I was busy but ... sitting on my ass and surfing the 'net while watching huge amounts of MTV doesn't really cut it."

Then in a cold .. dead tone say ... "I use people, Josie. That's what I do. And I'm very very good at it."

Or .. maybe I'll just call and say that I called a few times but just got her machine and since I'm this 'never leaving a message' maniac ... I couldn't jeopardize my reputation by actually leaving one. I really should call her though. Would be cool to live in Park Slope though. I'd be able to go back to yoga. Go blading at Prospect Park. Just blading. I told you ... I'm not like that anymore hehe.

I'm gonna go shower in a while and then upload some of my older entries. I'm so lazy hehe. Oh ... and I have to finish getting Ricky's package ready. I went to K.B Toys early tonight to get a foam Nerf bat or at least an inflatable mallet but they didn't have any. What sorta toy store doesn't have those things? Weird.

I looked around for a little while and then walked up to one of the workers.

"Do you have any Nerf bats?"

"Hmmm Nerf."

"Yes," I nodded as he climbed down the step ladder. "Or anything to hit someone with really."

"We have this," he pointed. It was one of those things you blow up and then punch.

"Hmmm .. no no. It has to hit them. It has to be something I could hurt them with."

He laughed and looked around a little more.

"Thanks," I said as I started walking away. Eyes still scanning for anything that could work.

That reminds me. I'm never, ever going to the mall through Macy*s again. I'm serious. I was totally lost and I just kept seeing the word 'EXIT' but not an actually exit. I stopped and asked like 4 people.

"How to get to the rest of the mall from here? I've been walking for days now."

They all gave me different directions. I kept whispering to myself. Things like: "Captain's log. There's no end in sight and we're running out of rations. Looks like I might have to set up camp in the furniture department."

I finally got out after asking this woman in the furniture department.

"Keep going and you'll see some pianoes. Just keep going right."

"Oh thank you. Thank you so much." I frantically gave her this anime-type bow with my hands clasped and sped off.