I’m finding it difficult to describe precisely how stoked I am about my new apartment. Imagine you’ve gone from having your junk dipped in a deep frier every day to instead getting Cold Stone ice cream served to you by unicorns. The move has successful cut my commuting time from two hours to five minutes and I’m telling you, this ice cream is delicious.
As far as I can tell, everything is in a much more normalized state that it was say, a week ago. I was in Atlanta, my girlfriend was left to fend for herself with no Internet and worse yet, we didn’t have a couch. An entire season of Dexter was watched upon the floor and consoles went untouched. I never realized how important that cushioned throne is for a home.
Well, now that we’ve got everything setup for the most part, I’d like to give you folks a peek. Pardon the awful cording job. There’s a trip to OSH in my near future.
