Update: Friday 24 May

I keep buying plants that need homes. It's problematic because I want homes that match, so I have to go back to IKEA for pots. I guess the good thing about it is that the pots that I have been buying are cheap, they are just one euro apiece. But you can't go to IKEA and just buy a pot or two… No, you have to buy a pillow and some cutting boards and a knife and… Yeah. The last two times I went to IKEA I really wanted to buy a new comforter because I still don't have one to fit the duvet cover Mom bought me. I have a feeling it would be harder to resist this time.

Especially since yesterday I went and looked at that apartment and I really liked it. But the bed in the room that would be mine is a double bed, so I will need a new blanket to fit it. So, I went and met this guy and his girlfriend, their names are Ian and Amber. And they have two cats, whose names are Gaddafi and Theory. One of which has cancer. :( The guy currently living in that room keeps to himself when he is home, apparently he is extremely asocial. (I learned a new word this week. Someone who is antisocial is "detrimental to social order or the principles by which society is constituted" and asocial is what people mean when they misuse antisocial: not social, or "unable or unwilling to conform to normal standards of social behavior") Amber said that even when he's not in his room, if they say hi to him or tell him his food smells good, he just responds with something along the lines of "hi… yeah…." and then he goes to his room. I would love to have roommates I can talk to and hang out with on occasion. They have a living room! With a couch! Yeah, I emailed Ian's mom and told her I would take the room. I don't want to have to keep looking, the price is right, and the distance is something I can live with.

I think the last time I posted, I forgot to tell you about my pigeon. I know, at first I hated that pigeon and wanted her gone. Then she had an egg and quieted down and I decided I could live with her. Then some sad stuff happened: another bird or a cat knocked the nest down. One day Margaux came in from the balcony and told me that the pigeon was gone. We were both very sad. I guess it's all for the better: as soon as the eggs hatched they would have been very noisy again. Still, I was beginning to like that pigeon.

Here are my plants. My basil is doing awesome, the chives are outside on the balcony doing okay. There are some green onions there that were once doing awesome, but now they're not. I don't know what happened. I think if they die, I will pull them out and try again. Green onions are supposed to be very easy to replant. Maybe I didn't bury them deep enough. Finally, I have these two lettuce plants. I really wanted a lettuce plant because I can't buy lettuce and eat it fast enough before it all goes bad (from the market, anyway. Two heads of iceberg or romaine lettuce for a euro is nice, but they don't last forever after all). I saw these plants at the market for 50 cents apiece, so I thought I would try to grow them. Unfortunately, the green one wasn't happy staying in its plastic pot and I haven't been able to go buy them homes yet, so I had to steal the orchid's pot. Means I can't water my orchid for a while, but my orchid doesn't like being watered anyway so I guess it's okay. The red lettuce plant is next… I have my own little garden in my room. Margaux probably thinks I'm crazy. That's okay with me.