So in the next couple weeks I will have started a brand new job and will be getting a new place to live. It’s like I am on the first episode of the Mary Tyler Moore Show.
But I thought you were looking for a place to live by yourself Timmy. That way you could become a hermit and shun everyone away just like your heroes Ernest Hemingway, Alan Moore, and Treat Williams.
I know. I know. But I wasn’t really finding a place and it was getting harder and harder to look with all these projects coming together like they have. A friend called me. She said that her roommate was moving out and she lived in a condo with her sister and they needed someone pretty quickly. I told her that I was looking for my own place but I would come by and look at it. I did and it had too many things going for it.
1. Down the street from my new job. I could bike there if I wanted.
2. A little fenced patio area that is perfect for Hobbes.
3. They don’t mind that I have a puppy. In fact they seem excited by it.
4. Super big condo. Looks great and amazing cheap rent.
So despite my attempts to become a hermit I was thwarted and had to take it. I move in on Sunday.
Well that sounds just grand Timmy. You got a new job? What happened to Starbucks?
Starbucks was fun. Flexible schedule. Benefits for part time employees. Free Coffee. And probably the best looking customers in the world (all ages. I am not joking there are some MILFs, GMILFs, in fact some just plain old ILFs.) But my body yearns for a set nine to five schedule. And getting to work ar 4 in the morning, while it can be fun, really has taken it’s toll on me. I will be working at an Interior Design Showroom and it looks so much more laid back then Starbucks was. I am looking forward to it.
That’s all for now. By the way I love crappy 90’s pop music. I know how bad it is but I love it.
