Are we there yet? Are we there yet?

I have this week off from work. Yay. Except that it's not paid and I have to use my vaction time to ensure that I actually receive a pay check. So that's a little sucky, but on the positive side, a week off ain't so bad and I'm super lazy so I'll take it when I can get it..

All of my friends are at work this week, or in Selden! I have no one to play with. Monday I saw both my girlfriends which was unplanned and excellent, but that was one afternoon in the gaping maw of time in a week. My FH is at work this week too. I really have no one to play with.

There's still work to do on the apartment but it's work that involves a chopsaw (which I don't have), glass work (which I don't know) and lifting 3 semi-ugly cabinets chockful of semi-ugle china and knick-knacks into an attic crawl space without those pull-down stairs. I'm reduced to cleaning the kitchen, vacuuming and organzing the closet. I am so bored it's criminal. Also, FH unhooked his computer for the move and needs his laptop at work with him so I have no access to IM or LIW or you know, THE OUTSIDE WORLD until he comes home from work.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is this... is this week over yet? Can we skip New Years and let me go right back to work so that I'm not sitting at FH's watching the original Lolita on AMC which, btw, is very repressed considering the subject matter. Also, please stop making me watch the season of Gilmore Girls with that ill-tempered white-trash Jess who's sole goal in life is to nail Rory, poorly emulate James Dean and PISS ME OFF! And can I go back to work so that I don't find myself asking the dog if he thinks the curtains are straight.