Things I’ve been doing instead of actually writing here:

  • Packing a lot of boxes
  • Having lunch with everyone I know
  • Celebrating Cindi’s 30th birthday
  • Sifting through boxes that I hadn’t unpacked since moving to this apartment
  • Being turned down by Apartment #1
  • Applying for Apartment #6 (2-3 days until I find out if I get it)
  • Going to basketball games with Suzi and with Matt & Jenni
  • Finishing the editing process of all my vacation photos
  • Failing miserably at trying to set up a 2nd wordpress blog on twodolla without having to install WP again
  • Wallowing in self-pity about the Johan Santana trade giveaway
  • Going to the poor excuse of a Winter Carnival in St. Paul
  • Trying to decide which candidate I’ll vote for to clean up Bush’s mess

Also, Saturday night, after spending time with the homies, I thought it would be a good idea to go to a bar by myself, so I did. And then I proceeded to feel like one of those creepy old dudes that saunter into a bar an hour before closing time and watch all the drunk people dance. Except I did the Soulja Boy, so maybe I didn’t seem too overly creepy. (You can all learn it here; I learned it on a cruise ship in the middle of the ocean.)