Sunday, September 24, 2006

my weather is better than yours.

Well, Bill and I are no longer homeless. That is pleasant. We have an apartment now, which is filled with mostly good things and too-tall cabinets. Otherwise, happiness and joy.

We have a good location, close to many restaurants, etc. Also close to 'the studios.' I haven't seen any celebrities yet, but I have seen more cars worth over $100K than I have in my whole entire life. It seems probable that famous people drive them, but that may be my midwestern naïveté talking.

So, these are all good things. Bad things include the fact that I will likely still be unemployed upon turning 25. However, last year I turned 24 unemployed and living at home, so this year is somewhat of an improvement.

Friday, September 15, 2006

at 4:59 am

So, last night I woke up to Bill beating me. In his sleep.

No, we aren't talking about the rolling-over, arms-splayed type-beating (that's more my m.o.).

What happened was this:

I am asleep. On my stomach.

I wake up. Bill is straddling my back.

He hits me, and says "there's someone in the room."

I am freaked out. My semi-aunt, with whom we are staying, does not really lock doors, and our ground-floor window is wide-open.

It becomes apparent to me that Bill is still asleep. I say, "do you want to shut the window?" He grunts, un-straddles me, and goes back to sleep, while I squint, contact-less, at shadows.

Sunday, September 10, 2006

My list of demands.

  • A High-Paying Job
    • Caveat: must be fun, not-evil, be loaded with vacation-time, and otherwise promote self-development.
  • An Apartment
    • Caveat: must meet numerous hard-to-find requirements, and have no problem with renting to the unemployed. Also, must cost no more than 4x my apartment in Kansas City.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Los Angeles

Um, I guess I live here now. It seems nice. I'll let you know more later.