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Bon soir, mes amis!

Yes it is that time again. Time for me to sit at my computer and think REALLY hard about something worth typing. You see, I have had several blogs in my life. I have given up on several of them, though once in awhile I visit them just to re-read everything that I have written. Each blog I had was devoted to an emotion or a side of me that either a) I didn't want to expose to everyone else in my life or b) wasn't actually me, but rather a depiction of who I wish I was. Sort of a soul-searching thing, if you will.

Today, I have surpassed the 75% mark on the "figuring out who I am" chart. So I figured out that this blog might actually be INTERESTING if I just decided to be me. You know, write stuff that I actually think like "wow the girls upstairs are the dumbest things" rather than "the gates of hell will welcome the rotting, reeking souls of the painted demons residing upstairs" or "those b!tches are so f*#&ing stupid!"...stuff like that. =) And also, I hate the girls upstairs.

Now, I've had stupid people living upstairs from me before. This is the third apartment I've chosen to live in and in the first one, we were on the second floor of a three-story building. The girls upstairs (it was an all-girls' apartment building owned by the college I attended so ALL of our neighbors were girls) were making these really loud thumping sounds one night until about 2am, when my roommate at the time started banging on the ceiling with her Swiffer. I'm pretty sure they were jumping off of the college furniture...in a kind of "tag" fashion, but with the "hot lava carpet" we used to play as kids. Then again, I might be giving them too much credit...they were kinda stupid. Everyone is kinda stupid. Including myself. Therefore, I can explicitly state that others are stupid because it comes with that lovely clause that I, too, am a dumkomft (German for "stupid head," though the spelling is questionable, I do admit).

Sorry, off subject. There were three girls living upstairs from us last fall (they are college students so technically it would have been last semester) and one of them is now overseas. So there are two. I only have met one of the three....one of them has long brown hair and she locks the doors like it's going out of style. I haven't actually met her. We share a house, but I have yet to meet her. Oh no wait...she came down the stairs and knocked on our door once at 11pm to tell us to stop having so much fun because we were being too loud. Um, yeah. I don't know her name, but I hate her just the same. She comes off as extremely anal and oblivious. I would say she is lucky to be living above us rather than an ornery group of gangsters or meth addicts. The other girl is tall and skinny and has curly brown hair. She is braver but passive-agressive. She likes to leave nasty notes on our doors and shared spaces like the laundry room or the stairs. Neither of these two girls know that when it snows, you're supposed to SHOVEL THE DRIVEWAY. Yes, I know, they're young and stupid, but don't they have parents? Don't they see all the neighbors shoveling when it snows?!? I swear there must have been a good foot of packed snow and ice on our shared driveway. They are, again, lucky that we live below them. They are also lucky that neither of us have slipped and fallen on the driveway. Since they have the upstairs and the garage, they are also responsible for the driveway. Therefore, if I slip and fall and break my leg on the driveway, we can sue them. Not that we necessarily would, but we could. They were pretty upset when my fiance told them as much, but it says so in their lease that they are responsible for the driveway. Stupid, stupid girls.

We hate several things about them. We hate that they leave the indoor entryway light on everytime they pass through the doorway. Also, we hate that they walk with lead feet and have extremely high-pitched, nasal voices that pierce through cement and wood alike. They enjoy using the word "like" on a regular basis and they have been known to fight and throw things. They have expensive looking cars and NEVER DRIVE THEM ANYWHERE. We generally use our car once a day and we have to park on the street. The washer and dryer set we share are old and don't work very well, and they have broken them both at least once. They also just seem to be very ornery in general and honestly, I cannot think of one good reason for them to behave as such. I think they need some time to grow up...maybe they will respect others as they mature. That is my hope for them.

Now, I know what you're thinking. Well, I know what I'm thinking anyway. Haven't we told them of these things?! Yes, actually. And what have they done about it? Nothin'. Oy vae.

My soon-to-be sister-in-law is sick and talking Shakespeare like a man right now. It is INCREDIBLY entertaining! She makes a good man...hahahaha! She is petit, very pretty and blonde so it cracks me up when she has to read her lines for the show she's in as a man. Not to mention she's a devoted actor (and good, if you ask me) so she's very seriously acting like a man. Wonderful!

I finished my bride bag today. I decided that I wanted to create a bag with "Bride" written on it. Well, sewn into it, I guess. I am an avid crocheter and I created a smaller handbag with fun fringe and "Bride" sewn into it on one side. I think I'll put my new last name on the other side once we're married. Sixty two days to go! I am proud of my little baggie, though I do wish that the "Bride" lettering was more professional-looking. Ah, well. Live and learn! And then get Luvs. Which reminds me!!

I am just DYING to have a baby. Maybe not dying. Definitely craving. It's one of those "my clock is ticking" things that is getting to me. I'll be 24 in a month and I was hoping to have children already by now. However, I did finally find the right guy for me so the delay has been completely worth it. He plans to attend Graduate School in the fall so we've still got probably four years before we will be financially and emotionally stable enough to support another being. I'm hoping to get a maltipoo puppy whereever we end up so as to quell my mommyness for a little while longer.

I want to be patient but at the same time, I REALLY want to start our family. Not to mention a friend of mine just had her first baby so that makes EVERYONE SHE KNOWS want to have a baby too. =) We women, I tell ya. Sometimes it is so frustrating.