What else is sad? This weather. Yeah, I'm sick of hearing from friends in Brooklyn who are like, "I ran around with my top off today it was just SO hot!!!" Makes me sick.
In other news, my life has been a little bit up in down. Last week, my boyfriend burst into the living room with two (2) counts of good news. One, the giant two-bedroom apartment in Greenpoint that our friends Jon and Chris live in is now OURS (well, half is ours, we will be sharing it with Jon once Chris vacates for the summer) starting July 1! A place to live in Brooklyn! For cheap! And Jon says that our little sublet might turn into a 'permanent' thing if Chris decides not to return after the summer. !!!
Second good thing. My boyfriend's grandma calls, says she wants to see her grandson and his ladyfriend, and would we mind if she flew us out to her humongo ranch in Colorado for a weekend? Oh and would we mind taking an extra car off her hands and driving it in a super awesome road trip back to Seattle? !!!
So, obviously I am super, super excited. A road trip is just the thing I want to do before a giant cross-country move after which I will completely broke for maybe the rest of my life. So, I go around, telling everyone about the upcoming road trip, how I am basically being given a car to drive cross-country, how my life is AWESOME, etc.
And then. My boyfriend forgets to call his grandma back. Like, for weeks. He finally calls, and after a brief conversation, hangs up and informs nonchalantly me that his grandma assumed I couldn't go on the trip so she bought tickets for her grandson and his dad, not me. So I get to miss out on an amazing trip. Great.
Still fuming at my boyfriend, we end up going out to eat sushi a couple of days later. My boyfriend is telling me that he's sorry, that we should look on the bright side, and that I shouldn't let this get to me. That I should keep my expectations high and hope for the best.
Then I pull out this:
Bah. My life.
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