Recap

This weekend was busy, and good, and aggravating and all those things that days tend to be when you look at them all mushed up together instead of on an individual basis. I had some folks come look at the apartment and while I don't want to jinx anything, I believe I've found a roommate. He won't be moving in until "late August," but he said he's willing to start paying rent July 1st. This is great, if it happens. Two months of living by myself? Whee! I envision lots of cooking, baking, and talking to my cat as though he were an actual human being and further, interpreting his actions and mews as real responses.

Anyway, the guy is the same age as me and is in college. He seems relatively laid back and said he listens to "90s industrial music," and he seemed genuinely shocked that I know who Thievery Corporation is. Hello, born in nainteen-eightah-twoh here. I've had a lot of time to develop musical tastes, too. He likes old NIN and stuff, so we'll probably get along musically. I wonder if I should drop the bombshell that I know who Front 242 is? I mean, these days I listen to shit like Death Cab for Cutie and Yael Naim and stuff, laid back and relaxed, but when I was an angst-ridden teenager I loved angry music. I haven't forgotten those days.

I had friends visit from San Antonio this weekend and we had a relatively good time, despite struggling to find something to do the third day they were here. We went to Somerville Lake (Lake Somerville? I don't know, whatever) and had a really good time. We hit up Northgate for some drinks and I made them suffer through the Dixie Chicken because it's a tradition, even though I fucking hate the chicken. We had steaks at Texas Roadhouse and then hippy food with hippy beers at The Village Cafe. There was live music. We spent way more time at Half-Price Books than I would have preferred, but my friends are nerds, what can I say? I took them to the little anime/comicbook/tabletop gaming store that is actually in an old house. It's a unique experience. They have a HUGE anime selection, though, so we rented Death Note. I had heard from multiple sources that Death Note was a "great" show and also "really good" and "you should see it." But I think it sucked. I was bored. We watched four entire episodes and it didn't hook me in. That's pretty fail if you ask me. Jes & Andrew thought it was okay, but not that great.

So my apartment totally sucks for guests right now because not only do I not have a dining table, but I don't have a guest bed anymore. As far as "things you can be horizontal on", I have a lazyboy, a love seat, and my bed. That's all. So I feel bad because one friend slept on a couch that was way too small for him and the other slept on the floor all weekend. Soy un perdedor. Anyway, maybe I can craigslist my way into a dining room table, and the new roommate should be bringing along a big couch or two. At Half Price Books, I found a large picture book which was a poem by Maya Angelou, with drawings done by Jean-Michel Basquiat. I bought it (for $1) and I think I'll try to make some kind of collage out of it for one of the walls, or perhaps down the hallway to the bedrooms. I think that could be neat. I just want my boring white walls to have some colour.

Next weekend I am going to San Antonio for the 4th of July, some family is visiting, yadda yadda and etcetera. I have been super-busy lately with summer classes. They move so quickly and it's difficult to keep up, especially working full-time with one job and then telecommuting some contracting work (mostly editing and data entry) for another job, but I am staying on top of things so far. Wish me luck.