Thursday, May 18, 2006

A home of my own

...is not what I have yet. One piece of advice Sharon gave me was to take any weekly rate quoted, multiply it by 52 and divide by 12, thus giving me the deposit/monthly rate. And popping quite a few dreams, but also giving me more of a target. Nothing found yet, but some interesting ones.
One more payday to go in a fortnight, and then with enough at last I can start calling places, viewing places... and hoping Sharon will tape Veronica Mars, Lost, and so on while I'm without Sky. Especially when she finds out the CW paymasters chopped Eve, One On One and most of Sharon's other favourite shows. As opposed to mine...

3 comments:

The Archivist said...

I'm glad progress has been made... even though it has meant that your dreams aren't quite realised.

All Hail King Butcher! said...

Your sister has some truly wretched taste. Sadly, my mom falls into the same "watch it because it's black" trap. I don't mind shows centered towards us, I mind the BAD ones!

Cindylover1969 said...

That is the only possible reason I can think of for her watching Are We There Yet? on Sky Box Office (read: Pay-Per-View). And liking it. (It could, of course, have belied its trailer... but since it was "From The Studio That Brought You Daddy Day Care" and directed by the man who gave us Jingle All The Way, The Flintstones and Problem Child, I doubt it.)