Tag: Moving
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Goodbye, Houston
take care of them for me. I think it’s safe to say the sad days at Squishy have officially begun. The next couple of weeks will probably be both sporadic and depressing. Deal with me, okay? I’ve lost my voice. It was coming from this weekend, after a dueling Axl Rose session with both Matts…
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Boxed In.
clutter in the dark may be more dangerous than it appears. My apartment is now both disgusting and dangerous. Last night, on my routine trip through the dark to my side of the bed, I forgot I had put boxes and crates in the way, tripped on them, flipped them over, flipped myself over, jacked…
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The Brush-Off
nothing personal I’m actually trying to get things accomplished around here. Like today, I cleaned my car. Huzzah! I hadn’t really done that before, get down and clean the windows and floors and stuff. It’s time for me to actually start on the living room so it doesn’t look like I sit around here all…
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The Big Funk
i figured this would happen. I seem to not want to do anything at all right now. The house is full of things I need to pack. I have to call the movers. I need to go to the pharmacy and refill all prescriptions before my insurance runs out. I have to forward numbers and…
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Homeward Bound
i still get to call it home for a couple of weeks I’m on another flight. This might not even be the last for a while. But this one is taking me back to Austin, so I don’t mind it too much. I have my own aisle, which I always love. I’m tired. Stee’s cat…
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La La Loser
homeless and unemployed. Yeah, so this isn’t going very well. Basically I’ve seen every apartment that’s available right now. Some have sent us screaming and running away before we’d even go in. I have a rule that I don’t want to live in any apartment that looks like Daniel Laruso once threw his bike in…
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Time Traveler
listen carefully I’m writing to you from the future. Since today’s my last day at work, mostly I’m going back and forth between last minute work-things, and completely goofing off. One of these goof-offs has taken me into the future, where I’m speaking to you now. I should tell you that it’s pretty nice here,…
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Great.
What do we do with all this independence? Here’s the first problem. This holiday weekend started out really friggin’ shitty and just got kinda worse and has now mellowed out into this blah-thing that is impossible to care about, and not really like a vacation after all. Jeff’s party was fun, but just sad. Very…