Someone put a four-way stop sign on Lower Beaver Rd. Seriously, at *ahem* around 8 in the morning, I am on autopilot. If I hadn’t been behind a bus, I would never have seen that stop sign until I was already through it. Whose idea was this, anyway?
Did you know that if you do a Google Image search for my name, you actually get a picture of me?
Thanks to Alyssa for discovering this, and thanks to Derek for making me Internet-famous.
Why is it suddenly impossible for me to go to bed before 2 AM? I’m getting sick of this.
Also, Mike from Canada needs to know that comments are only automatically approved if the name/ip combination stays the same. I rarely delete comments if they make it through, but I might get click-happy if you play tricks. Plus, um, who are you? Seriously.
This is the official announcement that I have moved to a new apartment. For those of you still saying, “Why, you bastard, did you give up such a cool apartment?” I have a small informational list for you to browse:
How did I manage it? Well, the new apartment, unlike the old apartment, has rooms. With my sister living in one of them, I could easily save 300 dollars a month in an apartment that costs 200 dollars more per month. Go figure.
The past two days have been a bit rustic since the new apartment had no power when I moved in, but all things are currently squared away. I completely moved out of the old apartment in two days, an act that required almost a month during my last, lazy move, so I might have looked a bit scruffy yesterday. Well, let’s face it; I always look scruffy. Two points to me for proper use of a semicolon.
“One reason I don’t have bumper stickers is that it makes it difficult to change my mind.”