A Home at Last
So it is official, I have a place to move to now. That’s a relief in a way but really that was a lot less work than moving is going to be. Not to mention covering my truck payment, half a mortgage payment, security deposit, short term lease fee and first months rent all in the span of a week. I may be stuck at home quite frequently for awhile so I can recover my costs. Thanks to those helping me move (in advance). I greatly appreciate having friends that are so willing to help out. Luckily I found a place with an elevator, so that will help. Packing isn’t going so well though. I have A LOT packed but you reach a point where you’re packing stuff you know you have to unpack right away and you think what’s the point. I still have half a week to get some more stuff packed up though, so that’s good. It’ll be a pretty unproductive week though with racing two nights and Old Chicago St Patrick’s Tour kickoff in between. I have to designate a night to just unhooking electronics, isn’t that sad. I have a lot I could post but not really the time to post anything exciting. It had been awhile so I figured I’d give myself 10 minutes to reflect. One thing I must say, I am currently enjoy watching the habits of those MySpace profiles that switch between private and public frequently. I really don’t get the whole private MySpace profile anyway. Unless you’re not an adult, then you should be forced to have a private profile for your own safety. Seems pointless to have a space on the internet you call YOUR space, if it’s not public…that’s kind of what the internet is all about. Anyway, my 10 minutes are up. I’m off to see if I can fit myself into a TV box just so I don’t have to pack. You find interesting ways to entertain yourself when you live alone.
Damn it pack more!!! HAHA you can save that last box for yourself and we can move you into your apartment in a box..i am sure we can find a knife to make some air holes while you are in it…Oh tonight at OC..this chica had her ass hanging out of her pants..i was bored so i have like 10 pics on my camera..it is like..3/4 of a moon…fun stuff!
If you had a semi-psychotic money grubbing ex-wife who likes to check up on your blogs to see if maybe you posted anything good that might be going on in you life like a new job or something like that so that she can threaten to take you back for more money then you would totally get the whole private myspace thing… the world is sometimes an unfriendly place because of people who would like nothing better then to make your life miserable long after they are no longer a part of it.
I guess that means your profile is private.
Luckily, I don’t have anything like that. I suppose people have their reasons but if it is always private that’s one thing. What prompted my comment was actually people that may be not getting along for whatever reasons that seem to set their profiles back and forth from public to private in sync, like it is to get under the other person’s skin. I won’t mention said people, but I have a feeling a few people can guess who I’m talking about. Maybe the fact that I know this, is a prime reason to set your profile private. 