So since I have become single again I have been asked by a couple of people "what my type is". I used to say that I didn't have one. I don't know how true that is anymore. Here is a sample of pictures I have come across recently of boys that I would consider "my type". What would you say my type is? (oh and if any of these pictures are YOU and you're not comfy with them being on my journal just let me know and I'll take them down without a fuss)






It has been really wierd having the apartment all to myself recently. It's the first time that I've had a situation where my home has just me in it. It hasn't been like that for, what would it be, five years now? A very different feeling. One not wholly bad, but considering the level of social interraction that I prefer to maintain it's not wholly good either. Leaves me with lots of time to let my thoughts run to the craziest places you could imagine. I'm enjoying aspects of it for now, but I think it'll be cool when the new roommate moves in. If it works out that the current person applying for it does move in, Andy says it'll probably be the most mature, responsible roommate I've ever had, including Josh. We'll see. I know that these roommate things never seem to go along the path you think they will.
On a completely unrelated note: So at times I can get a little materialistic and obssesive over possesions. I'm not THAT bad though because almost everything that I have that I love I actually A) paid nothing for or B) paid very little money for. I don't feel woe over possesions I dont have, but when presented with an opportunity to posses things I think are great, I seize them. Case in point...behold the splendour of my new barstools:
Now this beauty if purchased on Design Within Reach would set you back about $600 a stool! How much did I pay for it. Well after my discount, a rebate, taxes to the government, commission, and a blowjb to my boss (j/k), I paid exactly ZERO dollars for this beauty. Loewenstein was thinking of carrying this stool in the showroom I am working in and had two models here for NEOCON. As it turned out they decided not to and now had two sample stools with no purpose. In I swoop and offer to take them off thier hands. They shrug and say sure. There are actually 11 other barstools of various make and style that I could help myself to, within reason, but I'm going to leave it at just these two I think. So I am now in possesion of two beautiful pieces of furniture for free. I love them. They are gorgeous. Maybe it's bad that material things can bring me joy, but the important thing to point out is that if all I had was some straw mats and a pillow or two in my living room, I could be just as pleased. So does that make me an opportunistic materialist, or just a materialist. Or I could just be cheap...whichever...hehe.







It has been really wierd having the apartment all to myself recently. It's the first time that I've had a situation where my home has just me in it. It hasn't been like that for, what would it be, five years now? A very different feeling. One not wholly bad, but considering the level of social interraction that I prefer to maintain it's not wholly good either. Leaves me with lots of time to let my thoughts run to the craziest places you could imagine. I'm enjoying aspects of it for now, but I think it'll be cool when the new roommate moves in. If it works out that the current person applying for it does move in, Andy says it'll probably be the most mature, responsible roommate I've ever had, including Josh. We'll see. I know that these roommate things never seem to go along the path you think they will.
On a completely unrelated note: So at times I can get a little materialistic and obssesive over possesions. I'm not THAT bad though because almost everything that I have that I love I actually A) paid nothing for or B) paid very little money for. I don't feel woe over possesions I dont have, but when presented with an opportunity to posses things I think are great, I seize them. Case in point...behold the splendour of my new barstools:




love the barstools too but i would probably fall out of it.....