So, I don't really feel like typing out the entire ordeal, therefore I'll be doing this Reader's Digest style. Basically, we left a perfectly fine apartment to move into the house from which I'm currently banging out this blog. This was about a year ago. I loved the apartment, my room was gothy and purple, it was dreamy. Well, long story short, the landlord here turned out to be a bastard, arguing over various things ensued and we've now got 15 days to pack up and move out. Awesome, I know. Honestly, I never dug this house. My little lair (aka room) is really the dining area converted into my bedroom/office. It's my space, but not really because it's attached with no walls to the living-room and kitchen. Being so out in the open I couldn't paint it purple or anything of that sort.
Despite all of the previous mess, I'm really in quite a good mood. Screw it all, I feel pretty great about things in general. I have a kick ass assistant who just so happens to be one of the absolute coolest people I've ever met. To put things into perspective, if it came down to it, I'd gladly take a bullet in the face for her. And I'm not just saying that because the odds of such happening are extremely low. In other news, I'm writing a novel, 2 chapters so far. I've also got a freelance gig writing chapter 9 of a book on the Sony PSP. Do I know anything about the PSP? No. Can I effectively write about it? We'll see!
Now, my favorite movie quote of the week: "Psychos do not explode when sunlight hits'em, I don't give a fuck how crazy they are!"
Posted by Mike at November 12, 2005 07:14 PM