I’m finally moved in my my own place. Well, I share it, but not with my family. That’s the important part. My girlfriend and I found a place together, so I actually have my name on a lease for once rather than just paying family members and friends in cash. You would be surprised how important rental history is when looking for a place to rent. It’s one of life’s great Catch 22s.

It’s actually a really nice place. It’s the downstairs of a duplex, and the landlord lives offsite.  The upstairs neighbors aren’t especially noisy. The place is a bit pricey for the area, $750 per month, utilities not included. Ouch. It’s a pretty spacious place, though. I would take pictures, but I’ve lost the A/V USB cable for my digital camera somehow so you don’t get any of that.

I haven’t been doing any personal writing at all in the last month. Not working on any of my projects, none of that. Purely job-related work right now and trying to get settled into the new place. I won’t go into detail with any of that, it’s not particularly interesting and I’d really like to keep the topic of this blog seperate from the topic of that blog. Just kind of a thing, you know?

To update you all a little bit on something I posted awhile ago, some of you might remember that I was asking for book suggestions for my little sister. I ended up getting her The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe because it’s a book I loved when I was little, but it was an utter failure. She started reading it, told me she really liked it, hit the halfway point and tossed the thing aside because it was boring. She hasn’t picked it up since about two weeks after I gave it to her.

I don’t think I’m going to have much success giving her books to read, she’s in that phase of childhood where she only reads joke books. You know, like 101 Wacky Kid Jokes and things like that. I had a phase like that and it was horrible. I remember how many times my grandparents would take me to the library and all I would get is stuff like that. The only thing that broke me out of that phase was Animorphs, so maybe I should give that a try. Not exactly the finest pieces of literature in the world, but I really enjoyed them as a kid, and that’s really what matters.

I’m going to make like a tree and split for the moment. I can’t promise that I’ll post more frequently in the future, but I’m going to make an attempt to do so. That’s almost the same thing, right? If I’m not updating, just do what prompted this post: Bug the hell out of me.