Diary, let’s be friends again.

Holy shit I’m writing. Can you believe it? I can hardly believe it.

I didn’t have the internet for a month and a half. Using the internet on my phone I kept up reading all of you all of the time, and noting sporadically, but writing entire entries on my phone didn’t seem appealing. My roommate, who when I moved in said that internet was included in my rent, failed to inform me that our ‘free internet’ was actually being stolen from our neighbor. Hah. Whatever, I guess. But then when it ceased to exist instead of high-tailing it to Comcast she put it off and put it off… and went on a 10 day vacation to the Cayman Islands… and put it off and put it off until I got really pissed and got on her ass about it.

I’m now looking for a new place to live. The internet isn’t my sole reason for wanting to leave- others include the fact that she’s a slob and I want to be able to cook in a kitchen that isn’t crusted over in filth and because I can’t stand to live here with her poor neglected dog anymore- but it was the straw that broke the camels back, so to speak.

So, I’m finally going to do it again. I’m going to live all by myself. Like an adult. And I couldn’t be more excited about it. I’ve been looking around for the perfect place in my old neighborhood and I’ve been making appointments to see some of them in person. I actually have an appointment to see one of them today and I’m dragging Dave with me.

Speaking of Dave, on Thursday he and I returned from a three day skiing/snow boarding trip together. We drove five hours north where we rented a condo with a jacuzzi overlooking Lake Superior. That place was magical and I can’t wait to go back. I’d show you pictures (I bought a new digital camera while we were there), but my computer is a giant piece of shit and none of its USB ports are working. It also won’t/can’t read my new camera’s memory card, even though it can read my old camera’s memory card and they’re identical.

I really, really, really need a new computer. Perhaps I’ll buy one this weekend.

Have I mentioned that I’m working full time as a restaurant manager, now? Because I am. I was hired on by the sushi restaurant that I’ve been working at since September. The nights are late and I’m tired all the time but the money is spectacular. I’m literally hemorraging money all the time- $300 here, $500 there on things that I probably don’t really need (a brand-spanking new digital camera when my other one is in perfect working order and only a couple years old, anyone?) but it feels so good. I’ve been so broke over the last year- it feels great to have expendable income.

I guess that’s another reason why I’m looking for a place of my own; I can now afford something pretty nice all by myself! 

Life is pretty much the same as it’s always been, with the exception of the fulltime work, the money, and the fact that I’m not in school. I really do work all the time.

Dave and I are doing great.

That is all for now.