Moving On Up...To The West Side

This weekend involves easing up the pressure on the fun pedal a bit, as I'm moving out of my apartment, and into a house.

There's a significant portion of my feelings that are slightly hurt due to this decision, but most of my feelings are on board, saying things like, "Yes! Good show!", "I heard there will be two fridges! Excellent!", and "What's this phenomena known as 'air conditioning', and what does it do? Does it make the air more awesome?" This was a decision that wasn't made lightly, but then, I hardly make any decisions heavily. There are a number of reasons for the move, some of which I don't need to go into here. Alright, the rent is lower. Satisfied? I work for a non-profit organization that isn't crooked. I'm not exactly buying any rocket cars or solid gold shoes any time soon.

I've been reflecting quite a bit on the past year, and what living alone in my own apartment meant to me (the ability to walk around in minimal clothing, basically). Last year, I wrote a post on how incredibly super great it was to live on my own, and now, I have a few things to look forward to while living in the new house. In no particular order, here they are:

- Roommates. Yes, I remarked last year that I liked not having roommates, because I didn't want to be subjected to inane conversations about things nobody cares about. However, after a year on my own, I've had inane conversations about things nobody cares about with myself. Recently, I talked to myself about why I hate it when little bits of lint get caught in the toe-end of my socks. Roommates will save me from kicking my own ass.

- Air-conditioning. Last summer, I almost died from heat exhaustion in my own home, and stripping down to nothing almost every day helped very little. I can't wait to avoid the "window-temperature conundrum", wherein you can have the windows open, and let the heat in, or close the windows and let the heat dwell. Even with an almost never-ending supply of popsicles, I pretty much lived in Sweat City for months. And adding a ceiling fan in late September? Great timing, genius.

- Community beer, backyard deck and fire pit. This summer is going to be just like a beer commercial, with plenty of beer on ice, scantily-clad hotties engaging in summer activities (like hottie frisbee, hottie picnic table dancing, and hottie walking around), and everyone having the best day of their lives. Seriously, it's going to be killer, and we're having open auditions for the hotties starting on Monday. Don't be afraid girls, I have a free "Snow Jam" visor for all that attend.

- Living a block away from Kevin Lowe. If any readers hear about Kevin getting daily trade requests and operational tips in his mail, that might be me. And the ones signed in blood, with temporary Oilers tattoos on the envelopes? Yeah, that was definitely me.