Currently the moon is in the waxing Gibbous Moon phase (69% full).
Currently in Saint Claire, it is partially cloudy. The temperature is 47 degrees Fahrenheit (8 degrees Celsius). The wind is calm today. The barometric pressure reading is 30.01 and rising, and the relative humidity is 93 percent. The dewpoint is 45 degrees Fahrenheit (7 degrees Celsius.)
It is currently 22:58 Pacific Time on Thu Sep 27 2001.
Roach Motel: Bachelorette Pad(#4128RAJ$)
Small, but inviting, this little apartment is clearly dwelling of a person who spends a lot of time at home. The sitting area has a reclining chair with heating, massage, and built in stereo speakers. The sofa is big enough to fit two comfortably. The home entertainment center is overloaded with scores of books. Titles like "Rescuing the Bible From Middle America" or "Zarathustra: Modernism in Antiquity" can be seen here, along with dozens of dime-store paperbacks. Though the TV set and all its accompanying equipment take up quite as much space as the books, the electronics are somewhat dwarfed by the quantity of reading material. A fine writing table and a computer desk are crowded in, the computer powered up and humming softly. Two swivelling office chairs sit nearby, at attention. The walls are decorated with nature scenes, among them a well-rendered image of a pack of wolves howling at a full moon.
The kitchen looks as if it might never have been cooked in. A small microwave on the counter is still blinking "12:00", no one having bothered to set the clock. Beside it is an electric can opener. The only evidence of use is a single glass in the stainless steel sink and a few fast-food bags in the trashcan. The sole decoration on the refrigerator is a postcard bearing a photograph of a monstrous, grimy power plant with "Come to Hanford!" printed on the bottom in fluorescent green.
Through a door opposite the kitchen, the tiny bedroom looks slightly more lived-in. On top of a black particle-board dresser sit a hairbrush, a few hair-ties, and several plastic hairclips, along with a small pile of cheap costume jewelry. A frame designed to hold several of snapshots is hung squarely on the wall. One bed is made, a bright yellow bedspread bravely trying to cheer up the room. Another is made half-heartedly, the bedspread just carelessly tossed over the top, as if to humor someone.
"Yeah, so the it was real nice and all, we went out to this nice restaraunt and for dinner and all," Dizzy explains, flopped over on one of the chairs, "All and all I had a good time."
Jeremy nods his head and flops down onto her bed, leaning against his knee as he pulls it to his chest. "Thats cool, sounds like ya had fun then. I spent my night at work, cleaning up the store and getting ready for inventory."
Dizzy sighs, looking up at the ceiling. "Bleh. You had to work overtime?"
Jeremy grins sheepishly. "I volunteered." Leaning over, he kisses your cheek, then flops onto the bed, sprawling out to stare at the ceiling.
Dizzy smiles, "Well, arn't you a hard worker. Trying to save up for something?"
Jeremy nods his head as he scratches his chest, smirking to himself. He looks smug for some reason.
"What are you smiling for?" Dizzy asks, getting up from the chair and walking over to loom over the kin boy. She can't help but smile herself as she looks down at him, "Keeping a secret from me?"
Jeremy glances up at her from behind his glasses. "Would I do something like that?" He asks, reaching out for a hug.
Dizzy takes a step back, denying the hug for now. "What is it?" she asks, still smiling, despite wanting to look serious. "Oh, and have you gotten that card, yet?"
Jeremy crosses his arms and huffs. "I shall refrain from any answering of questions until I get my hug."
Dizzy laughs, and puts a knee up on the bed to move in to tickle the boy, "Oh? Well, we'll see about that."
Jeremy blinks and eeeps, squirming away, swatting at her hands. "No no! No touchie with tickles!" He exclaims. "Ok ok, I'm saving up for a graduation present." He says, huffing. "For you, into cliathhood."
Dizzy laughs, "A present for me? Is there some sort of news about my rite or something?" She turns and sits on the edge of the bed, "I dunno if I'm ready, though."
Jeremy grins and shrugs. "I haven't heard any news, but I figure I may as well start saving now ya'know?" Leaning up, he grabs her in his arms, pulling her down into his embrace.
"Aw, you don't have to spend a lot of money," Dizzy lies, leaning her head on his shoulders. "But the thought is nice."
Jeremy grins and curls into her body. "I know girls, you are dying to know what I'm getting you."
"Yes," she freely admits with a nod, "But I also want to know if you've gotten that card yet for me."
Jeremy blinks his eyes once, then thinks for a moment. "Oh, you mean for the bedroom? No. I haven't. I'm not going to, remember I told you I wouldn't get involved, cuz' you knew how strongly I felt on the matter and you knew I got upset too and blah blah blah.."