Debut
No point in filling in 27 years of exposition here, I'll catch up as I go along.
Drab day at the old office, gray & rainy in the real world. No work was given to me today so no work was done. Fairly common state of affairs these days.
Haven't heard any updates about the new pad yet; still have mixed feelings about the whole thing. I'll certainly look forward to parting ways with my gay agoraphobic roommate, and the White Castle stench wafting from across the street, and the sonic boom of ghetto celebration that reverberates through my paper-thin walls.
After work I'd like to go out boozing in a straight bar and be ignored by everyone, then when I'm nice & liquored up I can waddle out west to the fag holes and let the old guys rub and poke and tear as they please. Hopefully this time I will not run into a co-worker...
But in reality I will probably just rush home, watch the 2 hour One Tree Hill with Gay Roomie, try and call a few long-distance friends so I can speak to their parents or answering machines and crawl into bed at 11 o'clock without the slightest hint of sleepiness.
Sounds fun!