The Goldfish's Logbook

I spent most of this weekend sitting on my butt, killing zombies. I'm mostly house-bound at the moment since I need to be watching my money right now. I gotta say, my patience for being poor is starting to wear thin. This has been the most expensive move I've ever done; it's caught me by surprise. Easily over $2000 in extra rent, deposits, fees, bills, and other random 'surprises'. I could really use some overtime to help me get ahead of these bills. I'm just hoping I can get the bulk of it paid off while I'm still under the 'introductory 0% interest' phase of my card; after that the blood-sucking begins. But I shouldn't be all 'the glass is half empty'. After all, while I was in Louisiana last week my boss called me to let me know that I'd be getting a 1.5% pay raise, in recognition of my willingness to work out-of-town for long periods, like in Dallas. I almost chuckled; if they knew how many problems Dallas created for me, I think I'd be getting more than 1.5%. But that's not really relevant. Even though the extra money is almost insignificant, it's the thought that counts, considering that our company has been under a pay-raise and hiring freeze ever since the financial meltdown. The fact that I'm getting anything at all is a significant gesture.
I didn't intend to talk about money. It just came out. Anyways, I went up to Dallas on Saturday to pick up some furniture from my brother. I figured $45 in gas was worth getting a free drafting table and sofa. But they hadn't actually gotten around to buying their new couch so all I got was the table. That was kinda lame. While I was there, I laid my best Austin sales pitch on him to try and talk him into visiting me once in a while. I told him about the upcoming Sherwood Faire and Super Happy Fun Monkey Bash (which I'm trying to gather a group for). While cruising the Drafthouse website, we accidentally clicked on the clip below and impulsively bought tickets for that one-night-only showing. So I guess we're doing that on Wednesday night! Ha ha ha. It looks retarded and fun.

I'm making a resolution to buy furniture. You thought I forgot my New Year's Resolutions like the rest of y'all, didn't ya? Well, I didn't. Because I didn't make any. So there.

After two days of staying at home, I've finally run out of excuses not to do housework. So I've been cleaning today, digging all of the cosplay stuff out of the various rooms it's infected and pulling it back into it's little protected cosplay zones. While I'm doing that, I realize just how big and empty my bedroom is. There's a lot of blank carpet and empty walls, once the cosplay and dirty laundry is gone. It looks like a pysch ward or something, all white and gray.
So I need furniture in there to shut up the craziness. At least a nightstand and dresser, for starters. I know I've made this speech before, but I mean it this time. I get paid tomorrow and if there's room left after bills, I'm going furniture shopping this weekend. Come hell or high water!