{"id":120,"date":"2001-12-17T08:12:00","date_gmt":"2001-12-17T16:12:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=120"},"modified":"2001-12-17T08:12:00","modified_gmt":"2001-12-17T16:12:00","slug":"120","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=120","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

I spent the past weekend cleaning my apartment, although the scrub-until-it-shines-and-your-fingers-bleed clean I had at first envisioned gave way pretty early on to just getting the real problem areas covered. I washed dishes, mopped my kitchen floor, cleared tables of debris, filled plastic bags with recycling, and did seven (count ’em, seven) loads of laundry. I felt good. I did the New York Times<\/em> crossword puzzle Sunday evening, sipped my instant cappuccino and watched TV, and felt like I had accomplished something. That’s really all it takes to keep me happy. If I set goals and stick to them, I feel better about myself, even when it’s something as mundane as cleaning a messy apartment.<\/font><\/p>\n

This week, I need to finish my Christmas shopping, get a haircut, and buy my bus ticket home for the holidays. I also need to speak to someone about providing me with automobile insurance, since my parents and I will be buying a new car sometime at the end of next week. Geico has already turned me down, so I plan on phoning the local Honda dealer (I’m leaning toward buying the four-door Civic EX) and seeing if they can recommend someone. I need to get this squared away before I leave for New York on Saturday. That way, hopefully, I can actually be driving by the start of the new year. There are so many little ways my life will be easier once I own a car.<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I spent the past weekend cleaning my apartment, although the scrub-until-it-shines-and-your-fingers-bleed clean I had at first envisioned gave way pretty early on to just getting the real problem areas covered. I washed dishes, mopped my kitchen floor, cleared tables of debris, filled plastic bags with recycling, and did seven (count ’em, seven) loads of laundry. … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[238],"class_list":["post-120","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/120"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=120"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/120\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=120"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=120"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=120"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}