(Monday night)
Well, Will's back home on vacation for 3 weeks in the tropics...I saw him off last night, as the Super Shuttle came at 4am to pick him up. I ended up just crashing over there...watching 3 movies in the process. The Yards (Charleze Theron is simply a hottay), Payback, and Antz.
I just got off the phone with my mom...she told me that her plans to move up here were becoming more concrete, and that we would be renting out my house in SD...Thats something else. Imagine someone living in the place you called "home" for the latter half of your life...I really wouldn't have a home to come back to upon future visits back to SD...that really sucks, lemme tell ya. Its wierd, cuz I felt almost violated to some extent to hear that...someone else cookin' on our stove...sittin' on our couch...hell, the house might not even SMELL the same (every house has got its own scent...undetectable to those who actually LIVE in it...only after prolonged absences is it noticable). But when my mom broke it down to me, and said how she'd been at home, taking care of it. Waiting for the occassional family member to come home to make the place feel like home again...and how she'd been so lonely these past few months. I felt like a real heel. I guess home is where the family is...and its not like they're selling the house...cuz I know someday my parents want to come back...and at least I'll probably have a final month there at the end of the summer*sigh* Still, its a wierd feelin'.
(Wednesday)
Two out of the four previous mornings, I've woken up on what shall hence forth be known as "the couch". Last night consisted of movies "The Game" and "Jackie Brown", and a midnight 20 block walk to the 24 hour 7 eleven for...*drool*...minimart food. I only got home like an hour ago, because I woke up at 2:30, watched Deep Space Nine and Batman Beyond...heh. What can I say...lazy days man. Lazy days.
Last night I stopped off and picked up the keys to my *drumroll please* NEW DIGS. Well, now that its pretty much as "for sure" as anything can be, its time to let ya guys in on the lowdown. It all started two weeks ago...my mom was visiting, and she finally saw where I was living. And well...heh...she uh...GREATLY disliked it. Now this is where I break down how different guys and girls are. So the bathroom isn't the cleanest...so the one of the sinks in the kitchen has been clogged since I've been here...so only one stove actually WORKS properly...so the kitchen is dark...so the place has got a different funk everytime I walk in the door...so the 1960's decor isn't exactly with it...so my brother refers to it as a refugee camp...SOOooo? I'm a guy. These things trouble me not. For I...am MAN! Heh...and dude, whenever you've got a place to call "yours", I don't care if its a mansion, or a cardboard box, you're gonna love it...cuz its yours...dig? So the dirty bathroom? No biggie...the singular working stove? I'll cook one thing at a time, the dark kitchen? Who needs bright lights to cook...the funk? I'll cope. And the decor? I always did like the 60's...see? This is how one rationalizes to himself why things aren't so bad...=) But my mom...she didn't have time to rationalize...she didn't have the opportunity to aclimate herself...and it wasn't HER place...so she uh...saw it for what it probably is. Umm...kinda...sorta...dumpy.*shrugs shoulders*
Sooooo...the evening after she visited my place, I thought nothing of it...she really didn't like it...okay, but theres not much we can do about that...so I just went on my usual business...went to computer lab, school, working on my finals and got home late. The next morning, around the ungodly early hour of 10am*snicker* I heard the phone ring...but was just too sleepy and tired to answer. Later around 1 or 2 I get a call from my mom...and she's beaming.
"I'm soooo happy to get a hold of you Daniel!"
"Huh? Why?"
"Ooh, I'm soo happy..*giggle*"
"Whats going on?"
"This morning your brother, your dad and I went to see a new place for you!"
"Uhh...what?!"
So she broke it down to me...how she couldn't sleep after seeing my place (now, I'm tellin' you right now its not that bad at all...but then...I'm a dude), and after returning to my dad's place, she went on the internet to find a place for me. Finding one that looked promising, they all went to check it out the morning I slept in...and that phone call at 10am was them, trying to get a hold of me.
Turns out the place is great...a big room on the third floor. A REAL apartment...no refugee camp, or shack...a foreally apartment, with two girls, and a fat cat named Mi Mi. After visiting to check out the place and settle things, The girl's seem cool...and even though they told my moms they were going to give away the cat...I think its actually something more along the lines of "if you're cool with it, we'll keep the cat, but if you can't stand it, we'll give it away". I've never been a big cat fan...they're crazy...not loyal, tempermental, solitary, but we'll see how it works out.
Upon my first visit, I was just shooting the breeze about my family...I felt just a wee bit wierd that I was the one moving in, yet my parents were the ones going out to look for a place for me. Like I still had my mom do my laundry and stuff...y'kno what I mean (psst...I felt like a mamma's boy)...heh.
"Yeah, your mom seemed nice."
"She can be a little overbearing at times."
"Well, she did say you were a good boy...right before she pulled out a picture of you."
*smacks forehead*
"Your mom worries too much huh?"
*nod*
So thats the lowdown. I was initially urked at my mom for giving me grief about my place and taking it upon her self to find a better one without my knowledge...but like my brother says, "the place is dope man...and more than anything, its peace of mind for mom and dad." It took a little time to come to my senses, but hell, he's right. I'm still amazed at how my mom found a place within a day...yes...a single DAY. While I have the worst luck with this sort of thing...
I'm moving in tomorrow...my bro is stopping by after work to help. So today is "packing and washing clothes day". Man, it was hot yesterday...hope its not too much more of the same. I'd better get some sleep...take it easy...*yawn* Talk to you later.
