Bust Up Shot.

Hello Blogland. It's been a while. You...you look well.

Man, moving is still as shitty as I remember. Oh god, I hate it. I hate it SO much. (cry)

Finally everything is moved over into the new place. Most of the moving took place while I was at work, so I came home to a pile of boxes in my living room and kitchen. Seriously, I can't walk into either room. Kinda defeated the purpose of me writing "BATHROOM 1" or "BEDROOM 2" all over the fucking boxes. There's a few hours of my life I will never have back. OH WELL. I guess I should stop my bitching because at least it all made it here.

Now comes the hellacious task of unpacking. Right now the piles of junk just seem threatening to me. I don't know where to start. I need to do laundry but the washer's all blocked in by 45 boxes of shit I don't know where to put. I should be working on this right now as opposed to doing things like...blogging...but well, it's been a week. I don't want you guys to think I'm dead or something. Then you'll unfollow me and I AM NOTHING WITHOUT MY FOLLOWERS! NOTHING, I TELLZ YOU.

As for the new place...eh. I mean, there are things I like and things I hate. Want a PROS and CONS list? Awesome, I'm doing that shit right now...

PROS:
-better neighborhood
-brand new apt = no worry of someone wiping their ass on the walls or anything
-big awesome kitchen
-new appliances
-gas stove
-washer/dryer IN apartment, not outside...where the bugs are!
-BADASS air conditioning = freezing myself to sleep = AMAZING
-hot dudes in the parking lot
-gym (some day this will matter)
-friendly Asian neighbors w/ complimentary baby that always waves to me

CONS:
-bedroom smaller than I was prepared for = no good place to put the TV!
-bathtub TINY (side effect: makes me wanna die)
-cat having more frequent freak-outs (WHERE AM I WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE??)
-still having to unpack
-still haven't delivered on the free DVD player we were offered at signing (I already bitched.)
-No chain on the door (need to lock myself IN due to crippling paranoia)
-Shower curtain rod is a pain in the ass to figure out
-Hard to find for delivery drivers (may turn out to be a "pro" at some point.)

So there you have it. For now, we'll call it a draw. I may really end up loving the place once we're all settled in, but it's too early to say.

Moving also costs more than I remember. That sucks. I still have to buy a dining room table since the other one was too big for the space provided, plus, I always hated it. That might have to wait though because as the savings account draws closer to ZERO POINT ZERO, I see my anxiety level rising exponentially.

In other news, I planned a trip! Only for two days, but still. I bought two tickets for me and Jeff to go to...(wait for it, waiiiit for iiiit)...SAN FRANCISCO! We're staying at a cool little hotel right near pier 39, so we shouldn't have to rent a car or anything. I think we'll probably do the aquarium thing and then do the Alcatraz thing, and possible the Chinatown thing, if time allows. I haven't told him yet, which is KILLING MEEEE. It's a surprise graduation present for him, so I'm trying to hold off on telling him until his official graduation date, but seriously, I suck at not ruining surprises. I keep catching myself almost blowing it too. "Are you excited about Alca.......hol....?" Stupid! Good thing he's kinda dumb or else this secret would be super blown right now.

I am excited! My first trip to California, weeeee! If you have any tips or anything for me about stuff I shouldn't miss in San Fran, feel free to tell me.

Alright, I'm gonna go waste time in other ways now and then maybe hopefully get down to business with this whole unpacking deal. Wish me luck!

Oh yeah, Danny Gans died! People here are FREAKING OUT and everywhere else in the world people are saying "Danny who?" Oh well. I never saw his show or anything, but he did have a Bruce Campbell chin, and so it's sad to see him go. I dunno why I brought this up, but I did, so yeah.

Also, Bea Arthur died and like, I barely heard about it! She wasn't my favorite Golden Girl, but she was definitely one of my top 5 Golden Girls. AND...she wasn't just some dyke. No matter what some secretly bi-curious Italians might try to tell you. She was just tall, dang. Not to mention, a comedy legend! I wonder if Jeffery Ross will still joke about her penis now. Too soon?

Oh, and I watched Milk last night. Totally made me cry. Why can't people just accept that not everyone is like them? God, pisses me off. Anyway, it was a good movie, and you should watch it if you're not all weird about watching dudes kiss. And like, you shouldn't be, so go ahead and get over that and then rent that movie. (Yours truly, The new Ebert.)

Bye friends.