apartment go well
A lot got done today. I have an empty storage unit, and an apartment with stuff in it. I have a bed. I have a desk (in pieces in my car). I have most of the shit in my bedroom at my mom's house packed and ready to go in the morning. I have many useless possessions.
My new apartment is beautiful. The walkways in the apartment complex are slippy. IKEA is a wonderland. Lauren is my best friend.
I am really really really tired. But I didn't forget to buy the mop.
Last post for a while until the internets happen. Hopefully the internets will happen on Monday when the comcast guy arrives to hook them up. That would kind of be ideal. Let's go with that.
I haven't changed my address officially anywhere yet. Driver's license, car insurance, credit cards, work, all that stuff. I did the post office but that's it.
I get no cell phone reception at the new apartment, unless I hang my head out the side window in the kitchen. Lauren and my Dad had cell reception all over. Might be time to switch carriers. That could be convenient, with the whole needing-a-new-phone-number-anyway thing. Must ask Laur what she uses.
My next door neighbor at my new place seems to own a very large, very loud bird of some sort. It squawks when people move furniture. Let's hope it doesn't squawk at other times.
My new apartment is beautiful. The walkways in the apartment complex are slippy. IKEA is a wonderland. Lauren is my best friend.
I am really really really tired. But I didn't forget to buy the mop.
Last post for a while until the internets happen. Hopefully the internets will happen on Monday when the comcast guy arrives to hook them up. That would kind of be ideal. Let's go with that.
I haven't changed my address officially anywhere yet. Driver's license, car insurance, credit cards, work, all that stuff. I did the post office but that's it.
I get no cell phone reception at the new apartment, unless I hang my head out the side window in the kitchen. Lauren and my Dad had cell reception all over. Might be time to switch carriers. That could be convenient, with the whole needing-a-new-phone-number-anyway thing. Must ask Laur what she uses.
My next door neighbor at my new place seems to own a very large, very loud bird of some sort. It squawks when people move furniture. Let's hope it doesn't squawk at other times.