I love ants. I love when it's cold and they think it's a good idea to come into our house and walk around. The best part is when they feel like making a place to live in our kitchen. In our baking cabinet to be more precise. All over the molasses, and some in the corn syrup. Even after we killed what we thought was most of them and sealed the holes where we thought they might be coming from, they still appear!! It's like they materialize out of nowhere. I love having my kitchen a complete mess because I had to take everything out of our cabinets.
While I'm loving things, I also really love our new neighbors and how I can hear them having sex ALL THE TIME at hours when I know I should be sleeping but I just can't help but be woken up by the sound of the neighbors bed scraping the floor at a certain rhythm. It also makes me happy when it sounds like they're moving their furniture around, scooting it along the floor. Oh and also the fact that I'm pretty sure they smoke inside their apartment, as well as leave cigarette butts all over the front of our sidewalk, and in our backyard. I'm inches away from calling my landlord and telling her what great people she has brought into our building.
On a more serious note. I have started to try and look at things differently. Although this post doesn't have a note of positive in it, I really have become more positive, and started looking at the world a little differently. At least I am trying. But gosh darn it, sometimes it's so hard not to be negative about something, or be in a bad mood. But in any case, I love you! (and that's for real)
Oh yeah. Did anyone hear that the walnut creek bart tracks caught fire last night? It was surreal.
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