I just finished cleaning most of the house. Except for the shower — I hate cleaning the shower. The apartment is dusted though, the floors vacuumed, the trash/recycled’s all removed, and everything picked up.

There can only be one cause for this cleanliness of the apartment: The Man is coming.

El Martin is getting an in-home interview for his application today w/ “The Man.” Yes, it happens to be The Man in the sense that I worked for The Man previously. Let’s hope it goes well… if he gets the job, I’m gonna attempt to talk him into buying an HDTV and paying for satellite TV so I can watch football this fall. Nothing like leeching off the man.

Oh, and technically I had to vacuum because I lost a poker game to Martin on Thursday. But whatever.

Categories: Life
Tags: apartment, Martin

Yes, I’ve moved. I’m living in a two-bedroom apartment now that I’m splitting w/ Martin from work. I have an actual kitchen now at which I’m quite pleased w/ the ability to cook pizza being not the least of my joys. That and I don’t have paint chips falling on me in the shower.

The drive is about the same, and the town I’m in is gorgeous. I’ve been to the downtown area a few times.

So everything is just about perfect. Except…

I signed up for the dating site. Yeah, the one that advertises. Something about the “3 women per every 2 men” ratio got my attention. If it’s good enough to get a PhD sponsor and a couple of patents, then I can’t go wrong.

Now the only hard part will be for it to find me a Christian woman w/i a 30 mile radius who won’t mind my music, has a heart, and has nothing against moving to foreign countries eventually.

And she’s gotta be emo. Tons of tattoos. Because tattoos are hot.

Categories: Life
Tags: apartment, dating, emo

I called my landlord tonight to tell him I’m moving out. The one complication: I don’t yet have my next apartment lined up although El Martin and I have decided to find a place. This at least provides motivation to the hunt and some urgency. As I drove home through the rain, I decided if I can’t find a place then I can at least afford a small storage unit, a camp stove, and a twin mattress.

Note: storage place – serious. Living there – not serious. I’ll find something.

However, this does provide another impetus for reducing the size of my material possessions. I’ve got several books and albums I’ acquired since arriving here that I’m already willing to part with if I can find buyers. I ought to begin relisting my goods in order to let the number dwindle.

That said, anybody want to read a bad Michael Crichton novel about global warming? Hmm? Not even Al Gore? Okay. I didn’t read it either.

Categories: Life
Tags: apartment, Martin, Michael Crichton

The Fresh Computer — my new computer is obviously the one on the right with the flatscreen monitor. I have the other monitor (the one on the left) setup as being a secondary monitor for the new computer, and I can login to the old computer over the network so I don’t actually use the keyboard/mouse for that system. I’m loving the new setup and trying to make it work for my benefit, but what I really need is a decent desk. I bought that little table for the old computer for $10 at the flea market last week. I have a feeling the setup I’ve got may be ergonomically destroying me. I ought to ask Luebbe for advice on that. Eh, whatever.

Couch? Awesome! — yup, I finally got a couch. Cost: $0. I believe if I try hard enough I can make it through my whole life without ever buying a couch. Somebody always wants to get rid of one. Sure, we didn’t have one here for six months, but it showed up. Now if only people gave away coffee tables…

Categories: Life, Photographs
Tags: apartment, Colorado