All Souls' Night

We has cabinets!

To be more precise, we have a kitchen full of boxes that contain cabinets, and all their occasionally intricate innards (pull-out blind corners, I'm looking at you). They'll be installed -- professionally -- on Monday. With the floor, tile, counters, and new appliances as well. Yes.

After that there's still electrical and plumbing work, and then a final inspection; this kitchen will not be complete until after Thanksgiving. But the cabinets were what we were waiting on, so that they're finally here... it feels like a major step.

So Dad was trying to say that we needed to run the dishwasher because we had "no more bowls", but he kept tripping over the "no" and turning into "nor," and eventually he came up with something that sounded like "normal boars."

Mom: We don't have any extraordinary ones, just normal.
Dad: Nor-- Nor mo'-- We're all out!
Me: Of normal boars?

... it was funny at the time.

There's something very soothing about listening to my best friend and her not-a-boyfriend talk. I don't have to have any sense to the words, they just both have... very nice voices. And even tones, and since they're both being quiet to avoid waking anybody up, it kinda makes me sleepy. But yeah, I like hearing these people, even if I have no clue what they're talking about.

Case in point right now, actually. I think it has something to do with a game he used to play once, and why he doesn't any more, except wait, they've gone back to League of Legends. And now Starcraft II. Neither of which I play, so time to space out again...

Sleepytime.

It all started when the microwave went kaput.

We use our microwave every single day, so replacing it was absolutely necessary. And we did. And in the process, I noticed a refrigerator, which turned out to be completely wrong, but still got my parents (especially my mother, but me too, we all agreed) on a fridge kick. And so we replaced the refrigerator. It arrived yesterday, and we had to take off half of the doorframe between the living room and the kitchen in order to fit it in. (Which we wanted to do anyway, but still. That does need to be fixed. We've got raw wall exposed right now.) And we knew -- have known for a long time -- that the oven needs to be replaced sometime in here, because we had to re-calibrate it several years ago, and now we can't trust it to cook things right at all. But.

The kitchen sink is broken.

And the part which is broken, is broken clean through on one side. It's made of lead. And its got non-regulation/code/whatever threads, which means that it cannot be replaced.

( Excuse me, I need to vent, and the lack of swearing is a sign of my rage. )

Hate the people who built this house, the crummy luck right now. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaate.

I just realized. Wow. Okay, so I just managed to imply (vaguely) that I was in some sort of foursome. Um.

Well... there's me, and my best friend, who I usually describe as my sister, except when I'm calling her my girlfriend... and my fiancé, and ... Kyle, who I can't really describe. He's an amazing backrest and gives really good hugs and hits on everyone, so. But he's my amazing backrest who gives really good hugs and hits on everyone. And Liss's.

And there's the guy Liss has been eyeing since before I knew her, who's the grumpy-denial type and is always glaring but keeps hanging around, only he and I mostly leave each other alone.

But it's not a kinky foursome! I swear! It just sometimes comes across that way.