Back at the homebase...

I think I've come to the realization that you couldn't pay me to live at home again. I love my family to death, but it's just not for me anymore. I guess that happens to everyone, but now I have personally experienced it and it's amazing how true it is. We also decided rooms yesterday. I think it's fair, and I hope everyone else feels that way. I also took care of some bogus billing that was supposedly going to be taken out of our deposit from our old apartment. Needless to say, all I can think about these days is moving out. Well, that, and maybe finding a new job. And a girl.

Or two.

As for the moving out front, it'll all be squared away after Sunday afternoon. Actually, there's really nothing to figure out, because all we have to do is the grunt work of moving our shit up four flights of stairs. C'mon people, this is why God invented elevators.

As for the job part, well, I was just thinking how nice it would be to have a job closer to my place. Ideally, I'd love to work at the Cingular store in U-Village. I might see if I can swing that, but we'll see. I like my current job though, 90% of the time. Peeps are cool, and any problems I have with any of them are ones I've most likely caused myself.

In terms of a girl on my mind, well, she's a few hundred miles away so I guess I can forget about it until she gets back. Shit...that's tomorrow. And then there's another person I DON'T want to think about. I guess I won't, and honestly, I wouldn't have done anything the other day if I hadn't been accused of giving off a weird vibe, but then that got me thinking. Shit, it's amazing how one little sentence can cause so much confusion. But really, in the end there's no confusion. Nothing will happen with that, and the one who is on her way home tomorrow, well, it's up to her to contact me. In the meantime, I'm happy with who my friends are.

It's Been A While - Staind