kill your tv

Fitting into the new surroundings nicely. All of my day to day needs have been transported to the apartment; everything else is just a luxury. I'm learning to occupy myself without a computer or a tv. It's amazing how much you can get done when you don't have those things around. Overnight I've become a total neat freak. This is efficently like I've never seen before. Unfortunately I'm running out of drawers to line and boxes to cut up, so it's time to get back into the 21st century.

Kelly put it well when she described our current living condition as "college-like"; being able to walk to your friend's place, to the bar, to the grocery or drug store is most excellent. One downer though is that Latina's, our neighborhood grocery store, is a sorry excuse for Wegmans. I don't know how I ever thought I could replace Weggies, my one true love. Furthermore, the pop machine in Latina's gave me an ultimatum: order a grape soda or sacrifice your buck and a quarter because there's nothing left, bitch. I hardly like being bossed around by pop machines, or drinking grape soda for that matter.