I got a new tv today. Had to have mother bring it here in her vehiculator. Had to get a new entertainment center for it because it was too large for the one that Craig and I painted last year.
All was well and good until I realized I had to find some way to get that 140 pound pain in the butt up the stairs and in my apartment. Rachael was no help. She fell over just by seeing the size of the box. Mom might have been able to help, but she would have died. Rick had skipped town, turns out he was at target when i called...oops. Dad sent Jean to help. I got it up here and in place and now i'm too tired to watch it. Booo.
But at least i can see my characters when i play video games now. YAY!
