My title has little to no significance. It's just stuck in my head. So there you go. I couldn't even tell you who sings that song. Whatevskies.
So. In exciting news, I have an apartment. AKA my sister's boyfriend now has a place to stay if he comes to visit, according to my father. Having lived in a college dorm/furnished house for the last 4 years, I naturally have no furniture, so it has become very necessary that I acquire some, lest I desire to sit on the wood floor while living my life. However, PROBLEM SOLVED. Thanks to my bff craig's list, I am the new owner of a pair of couches. They are actually very nice couches, and to be honest, they were a steal. It's not every day you come across pottery barn couches for the price I paid for them. You might be thinking, wow! That's awesome! Pottery Barn stuff is super cute and you would be correct in thinking that most things that come off the shelf at Pottery Barn are precious (and heinously overpriced). However, on this occasion you would be sorely mistaken. My couches, for all their comfort and price practicality are DENIM (much like the underwear that seams to be so popular that I talked about in my previous post). It looks like a levi's factory exploded in my living room. I was very distraught by this for a few hours until I came up with this: I can call them the Jouch (or Jofa) and the Joveseat. I find great comfort in being able to give things funny names (my car for instance is the Whale because when I first got it, that's what the horn sounded like). SO, although my original intention was to get new slipcovers for these bad boys, I have a feeling I will have a hard time parting with the divine denim look of these fabulous pieces of furniture. (like my alliterations there?)
Other news: I am reading the memoirs of Josh Hamilton, the baseball player: Once addicted to crack, now addicted to Christ. I'm not going to lie to you, I can't put the dang book down. He may have been addicted to actual crack, but his book is like crack to me. Anyway, I recently came to the realization that of the non-fiction books I have read in my entire life (trust me, there are not many, like maybe 7 tops) the only ones I have enjoyed have been the stories of baseball players (so, this one and the biography of Sammy Sosa). I'm glad I've honed in on this niche, because it's going to make my summer reading list more substantial than my previous list which consisted of the entire Gossip Girl series.
That's all I have for you tonight folks, may all your skies be blue and all your couches be denim.
Claire
Some Things to Consider:
1. Internet Lingo: do U fnd it dum whn ppl wrt lyk dis? b*cuz I do. srsly ppl, have U evr hrd of punctuation or grammar (no lingo for those words, it would be an oxymoron)? so dum.
2. The Pregnancy Pact: Just watched this movie on Lifetime, I have no profound thoughts to throw out about this movie, but as long as you are considering things, consider watching this movie. You won't regret it. (okay, maybe you will, but is entertaining none the less).
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