Thursday, April 23, 2015

I'm your toy, I'm your old boy, but I don't want no one but you to love me

After a whirlwind week and a half long search, we've found a roommate. Or, to put it closer to the truth, I found a roommate. Fred has been vacationing out west throughout most of the process. I met with a bunch of people and liked most of them, but it was our first interview, Andrew, who will be moving in.

He wasn't my first choice. I expected a woman named Samantha would be our next roommate. She came by Monday night and seemed like a good fit. She got back to me on Tuesday and said she was offered another place but liked ours better. She asked me if I could let her know by the following day whether I'd accept her as roommate. At that point I was pretty drained and hadn't met anyone other than Andrew and Samantha that I thought would be a good fit. I decided to sleep on it but figured I'd offer her the place in the morning. The morning came and as I was about to call her I received an email from her telling me she'd accepted another offer.

I promptly emailed Andrew and offered him the place, hoping he hadn't found one yet. As a precautionary measure, I re-posted the craigslist ad and steeled myself for the possibility I'd have more interviewing to do. Fortunately, Andrew responded quickly and accepted the offer. I was relieved. I think he'll fit in well and the fact that he was one of the few people that met Fred and Pepper the dog, is an added bonus.

I met some interesting people over the last week or so and might even hang out with one or two of them at some point. We'll see. I'm just glad it's over. Andrew's lease at his current place isn't up until May, so Evangeline will be able to stay here a couple of weeks longer, which is a relief to her. She's not leaving for Chicago until mid month; she figured she'd be couch surfing until she left.

I've been busy in other ways that I'm frankly not in the mood to expound upon. Boring shit, nothing salacious.

Next month will be interesting. Ignore Emporium will have it's first performance at our lovely band mate Michelle's TED Talk, which I think pretty much the entire planet will be able to watch. It's kind of surreal; I was already excited for Michelle, but now that she graciously included Janelle and me, it's exciting and, well, as I said before the semicolon, kind of surreal. Hey, we're a team and we're going to bring the ruckus!

Well, that about does it for me. I don't foresee things slowing down in the near future. A bunch of stuff lined up. During what little off time I've had, I've delved deep into Larry McMurtry's Ned and Zeke, which is fucking amazing. I guess you could say he's my favorite author. I've also been delving deep into Bigfootery. Ah, but you don't want to hear about that.

Good night, rascals!

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