*snooze*
11/4/08 - 758 AM...
*snooze*
11/4/08 - 832 AM...
*snooze*
11/4/08 - 843 A.... awe, fuck it. I'm up.
I start work tomorrow. That's the first thought that swims into my head as I groggily emerge from bed, my last day of being a free agent, unemployed and unaccountable. That's O.K. , it's no way to live anyhow. Get's kind of boring without some sort of challenge or hurdle to overcome - though truthfully, I didn't give that whole relaxation thing a fair shake because I was so damn busy moving from one side of the country to the other. Too bad, I think I would have made a great slouch.
The anxiety of something new still creeps over me, and I shrug it off with a cup of coffee and a to do list that would make Obama shiver. There's a lot to get done before I start work.
The rest of this Tuesday is spent buying things to fill the little holes in the details of my apartment.. you know, toilet paper, soap, hangers, foot fungu...well, anyhow, you get the idea. Plus today is unpacking day. For real.
You know, for someone who really tried to simplify his life and liquidate a lot of needless stuff to be more minimalistic, I sure still have a shitload of stuff. And I went out and bought more. I very well may need help.
11/4/08 - 6:30 PM...
The cable guy came... I now have a broadband internet connection that's not being leached from the poor sap named 'hummers4me212' with an unprotected network. I have cable TV, and I still have no 'wired' phone. Who needs one, really? Discuss.
Things that needed to get done got done, and now I can use my last few hours pre bed time to soak it in and relax. Too bad the people above me own a Wii, at least that's the only explanation I can come up with to explain the running back and forth in the apartment while hopping up and down in a strangely rhythmic fashion. Maybe they just need to stop having sex on the floor... but I met that couple. My money's on the Wii.
Here are pics of the completed apartment, finally unpacked, and somewhat uncluttered.
Laser Beam Cat Eyes! (main room, pardon the flash)
This is where it gets done, sleep that is
A place for music; but dance? Not so much.
3 comments:
Wow...it all came together rather nicely! So do you feel like a New Yorker now? Do you have an accent yet? I'm giving you your next photo assignment...go capture life on the street so we can see what's around there : )
"... but I met that couple. My money's on the Wii."
Heh.
The place is coming together. Looking good, man... except for that creepy "Amityville Horror" cat picture.
Don't worry about slouching. I'm sure there will be plenty of time for that once you start at the piano store.
Oh, and... no. People don't need traditional phone service anymore, unless you like paying for the same shit twice.
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