Nothing impresses the senoritas like a well-conjugated verb.

I love that guy. I'm very impressed by his one semester of spanish. Aren't you?

I tried to cook an omelet last night. It did not turn out so well. Now i know that eggs seem like a relatively easy dish to make but when you are as inept in the kitchen as i am it turns into quite the production. You know, i really don't like to do things im not naturally good at. Its terrible i know but when something doesn't come easily i'm not interested in doing it. Tis a minor character flaw and one that i have been trying to work on.

So i tried to cook an omelet. I miss my daddy's omelets! I had nearly gotten my egg flipped over but then it all fell apart and i had just a lump of quickly browning egg so i pulled it out and dumped some cheese on it and zapped it in the microwave. And then i splashed it with hot sauce to turn it into a really ghetto huevos rancheros. I'm not quite sure what huevos rancheros are but that's what i convinced myself that i ate last night.

It was delicioso.

Oh no!

I have fried some of the leaves on my plant. I guess it should not be left in direct sunlight...

I'm sorry little plant! No more threats from me. :(

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I have a plant! I stole it from where it was sitting dying without water. Sadly its not a grape vine but i will pretend that it is and whisper things to it like if you don't grow a bunch of grapes for me i'll chuck you out the window. My momma always told me you should talk to your plants. She never told me what to do if the plants start talking back. Like my pink flower Frosina.

Sometimes she tells me to burn things. O.o

Cold

It is literally 10 degrees warmer in my room than the rest of the floor and at least 15 degrees warmer than the bottom part of the house. The temperature was somewhere in the 40s last night ( Oh my god that's the dead of winter in Florida!) and i had on 3 layers of clothes because i was out and about. I kind of felt like an /exagerada/ because everyone else was still in thin shirts or a small jacket while i was packing thermals, turtleneck, and a very thick oversized sweatshirt. And i wished i had my hat with me.

When i left my room this morning the cold slapped me across the face and i flinched and jumped back into my room. I'm going to have to leave the house eventually though i've told my housemates that i am going to my room in october and i will come back downstairs in may. They laugh like i was joking.

Also, i think my culito nearly froze itself to the toilet this morning. That can't actually happen can it? Can it?!

Stealing

The house on the corner has a fantastic metal fence covered in greenery. On closer inspection the greenery has turned out to be grape vines. They have a patio section and the roof is made entirely of the vines. There are bunches of grapes dangling from the ceiling. Dude. That's awesome. I want grape vines now. There are grapes hanging on the public side of the fence and everytime i walk past it i just want to grab a handful. Is that stealing? I don't think so. I also want to reach inside their fence and pull the better looking grapes to the outside of the fence. That, i think, would probably be stealing. Mmm grapes. Maybe i could grow some from my window. But for now i will settle for the large bunch of flowers currently standing guard by my bed.

Meet the Flowers in the Attic!

You've met Margarita the yellow flower.

Since she's taken up residence with me in this room she has acquired 4 other deviant companions. They are Sabina, Diego, Guillermo, and Frosina.

Frosina is the crazy black eyed pink one. I'll let you decide who the others are.

Lucky Me

Looks like i won't be needing to buy anything to cook with after all. Last night Amy, Kevin and I unpacked the random boxes sitting in the kitchen and we came up with a whole mess load of stuff. So the kitchen is fully stocked. The only thing I'm contributing is 1 plate, 1 bowl, 1 fork, 1 spoon, 1 knife, and my rice cooker. Heh. It will make it easy to pack up once i leave. I made lasagna tonight and Amy had some. She said it was excellent. So yay! We also started clearing out one of the porches that was full of junk belonging to previous tenants. We unburied a few boxes that were pretty heavy and decided to take a peek inside. The boxes contained 2 turn tables, a mixer, and Bose speakers. Since the property is abandoned it now belongs to us! Kevin ran off to buy some 99 cent records and we spent our evening listening to Motown's greatest hits, Broadway tunes, and Bruce Springsteen. Hilaaaarious!

I am done!

I am safely ensconced in my very own bedroom with a brand new bed and slightly wounded but well put together furniture. I've purchased a fan for my room and Kevin and i have acquired a picture for the bathroom as well as a towel rack.

As i wandered into the kitchen i realized (after peeking into all of the cabinets) that people who actually cooked in the house took their cookware.

Which means that I, Lyan Albino, will next embark on a mission to buy a pot, a pan, and perhaps some silver ware for my very own self.

Oh dear.

You know what i need? A MESS KIT. Where the pot, pan, silver ware and entrenching tool comes wrapped up in a neat little package.

Actually forget that. I'm gettin me some MREs. At least that comes with chewing gum and toilet paper.

I hate IKEA

At this point even my bruises have bruises. Moving day number 2 begins well enough. I've managed to break down every single box in the room and have organized my books to my satisfaction. I love doing my bookshelves. The dvd rack took me a bit longer since every movie had to be put in alphabetical order and divided by genre. Just kidding. They are alphabetical though. My box sets no longer fit with the rest of the dvds and now occupy a stack of milk crates. I need to buy a new tower tomorrow.

And then i turned my energy to the lone Ikea box sitting silently in the center of the room. It seemed easy enough. One measly little box wasn't going to scare me oh no it was not. I circled it a few minutes and wished my daddy had come to Boston to put the thing together but he, the punk, followed momma back to Florida. So i sat next to the box with my trusty new tool chest and proceeded to cut the box open. OH MY GOD there were 50 seperate pieces of wood in there with a large baggie of little metal thingies and instructions written in every language except english! My roommate Kevin laughed and came to check on me when i howled. He picked up the paper and read the directions aloud. That was when i realized the instruction booklet was written in MALE. I don't read MALE. I speak and understand it on occasion but i sure as hell don't read it. Luckily the instructions came in picture form on a different sheet.

Kevin wandered off to clean our shared bathroom. He scrubbed everything down including the medicine cabinet and informed me that i could put stuff away in there and that we should decide what colors we want our bathroom to be. It was a strangely domestic conversation.

I began putting my 3 drawer dresser together at noon. 5 hours later i had a very sturdy piece of furniture with drawers that held up, didn't fall out, and opened smoothly.

As i raised my arms into the air to proclaim my victory the hammer slipped out of my hand and clawside down, banged the top of my dresser. 1 minute old and the dresser is now sporting a WOUND.

I nearly cried.

Moving Day!

It took me entirely too long to put together my bedframe this morning. Every time i had one side nicely latched together the other part would fall down. At one point the matress fell over and pinned me to the floor. I spent a good 10 minutes growling as i wriggled my way from underneath the mattress and then..the box springs fell to trap me again.

I am happy to report significant progress however! Am currently taking a break to regain my strength before tackling the rest of the room.

Pictures up soon!