Does anyone know the names of the modern furniture retailers in Philly?

Do any of them have websites?

I need to get a sofa and I'm not into the colonial blue barking chickens stuff all the other furniture places have.

Thanks in advance!

I am writing you from my bed... I threw my back out Saturday night. After a round of negotiations for my condo, I was leaving the mall where I met with my real estate agent. Going up an escalator, ones which I like to walk up, I missed a step while dialing my cell phone. This threw me oddly up the flight of moving stairs. At first it just kind of pinched and Back and I both agreed damage had been done. Driving home shooting pains started moving through my Southern hemispheres.

I'm laid out. I have nothing to do. I've been applying for mortgages. My friends have made fun of the awkward dance I call walking. Alan stayed the night last night to pronounce me dead or practice some med student stuff on me. Ever have your soon-to-be doctor boyfriend poke and prod you? Humbling my friends... purely humbling.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Calgon take me outta here!

No Whammies, No Whammies! Ohhhhhhh...

Press your luck was clearly the best game show ever known to man and I am sad for the loss...

So for those of you who know me, you know I like to have a good laugh, a good gin and tonic, and whole lot of fun.

Awesome.

Now, part of my job is planning and art directing photoshoots for various projects we do at my company... what makes me angrier than hell is when I come back from a photoshoot and people ask me how many bars we went to or how many shots of tequilla were consumed during our shoot.

Listen up Losers... it takes about 4 days to plan and execute a photoshoot. This isn't fun work -- it's hard work and a little risky because you NEVER know if you're going to get the shot you want, but you still have to pay your photography bill.

This shit isn't a game... I get really tired of people insinuating that we're out fucking around when these things take a lot of work.

Granted they are fun and different -- which is awesome and neat for someone who pushes paper all day -- they show up and look cute in clothes I had to color coordinate. (BTW, ever have to color coordinate 5 outfits together? Not easy.

On my end it takes time, effort, and vision. It gets my thong up my colon when people dimiss it as snapped a few quick photos and fucked off to the bar.

My job may look like fun, but I take it seriously.

Tea drinkers, you will die in the cuteness of this product.

My friends who are tea drinkers, you will become wrapped in fits of jealousy because it's sitting on my desk.

So cute. So for me.

If everyone lived like me we would need 6.1 planets to survive. I scored a 27 and here I thought I wasn't doing so bad!

http://www.myfootprint.org/ will explain how the way you live effects the world we live in.

YIKES!

Long distance relationships mean long distance fighting and long distance fights mean a really crappy disconnected feeling.

Or am I that disconnected? To be honest I'm not sure what I feel. If we were to break up, what would change? I wouldn't have someone to say goodnight to. Yep, that's about it.

Alan and I got into another huge fight last night -- thanks to me. *bow* I had a show this weekend which featured several of my pieces and my comedy troupe -- all in all a pretty cool thing. Alan couldn't come down because he had to study and I was well aware of this for a while. Studying comes first and I can accept that on most levels. He also felt that the 2 hour drive would make him late for the show. Even though, the weekend before he made it down here by 8pm to trade cars with his parents... I'm just supposed to ignore this.

When he texted me after the show that he was bowling, I was pretty hurt. He wasn't studying, in fact he went bowling and then out to a club. So, this is how important I am to him. A pretty big night in my life was not quite as important as going bowling and out to a club.

I was pretty mad/upset because someone I'm trying to share my life with is not doing the same. I'm not sure how much he really cares.

He says he cares a lot, but I don't have a lot of trust in him right now. It's hard to trust someone who constantly does things to only benefit himself.

He says that he doesn't know what I want and doesn't understand why I get upset. What I want is to not be an afterthought in his life. I want to be considered; I want to be a part of and participate in. It's like I'm never considered in his life. It's like I'm not a part of his life.

He says he's not mature enough for this.
I say I feel pretty fucking alone.

I'm just tired of this relationship and I'm not sure how to fix it or if I even should. I would guess that we'll finally breakup around April. I'll be single for a few more years and repeat the process all over again.

Four (Other) Jobs I've Had:
- Had my own spa products company called, Gimme some Sugar
- Nursing Home Food Service
-I drove the 105.7 FM beer truck
- I picked out the broken pretzel rods from the boxes at Herr's Potato chips

Four Little-Known Facts About Me:
-
I played flute and piccolo for 14 years
- I wrote a children's book that got published.
- The skin of peaches sends me into grossed out fits.
- I collect Hardrock Cafe Pilsners from every major city I've been to.

Four City Airports I Have Been To:
- Chicago
O'Hare International Airport
- London Gatwick Airport
- Portland
International Airport
- Atlanta airport

Four Favorite Male Actors:
- Don Knotts
-
Tim Robbins
- Jim Broadbent
- William H. Macy

Four Foods That
I Hate to Love:
- Cheese Fondue
- Goose Liver Pate
- Italian Wawa Hoagies with Sour cream and onion potato chips and a diet iced tea
- KFC


Four Websites I Visit Daily
(excluding blogs):
- The Daily Confession
- Dansko
- Orisinal
- Craigslist

Four
Things I Want to Do Before I Die:
- Write and act in my own one woman show
-Finish a full length play
- Experience a miracle
- get married and raise a child (Accomplishing this would probably also take care of that miracle thing too.)


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Ohmigod, serious <3 alert!

God, why can't there be an over commercialized holiday today so that someone could buy me this?? Oh wait, how uncanny there is!

The say love is a many splendor thing, I say honey, it's Dior!