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4 Feb

So I’m a little late to hop on the resolution bandwagon. I don’t like resolutions particularly, but I need to set some goals for myself. I may not get them all done by the end of 2013 but I need to put a concerted effort in.

  1. Figure out what I’m going to do with my my life (at least the next 5 years or so)
  2. Find a full-time job that has decent pay doing said thing
  3. Pay down loans or get them forgiven
  4. Do hobbies/activities that make me happy
  5. Make more friends
  6. Find “life partner”

I know, I just said “life partner.” Ewwww. But I didn’t know what else to call it. You know what I mean.

So friends, if you see any good jobs near you send ’em my way. Have talent, will travel.

shitty is the new chic

5 Dec

Painting by Allen Farrell

I started looking at houses. This seems a little bit crazy, even to me. I have no money. At all. And considerable student loan debt. But I feel like I need to have my own place. I need something to show for my life so far. I need to make an adult investment.

The kind of houses I’m looking at aren’t the houses that most people look at. I take after my parents. I search for old run-down shacks and barely livable eyesores. Houses that make most other people cringe. My only real requirements are that it have decent piece of land, a low price, a sound backbone, and potential. I can take care of the rest.

Buying a dump has three advantages. First, plain and simple, I can’t afford anything else. As it is my parents will probably have to help me with the downpayment anyway. Second, I find the prospect of constructing my own castle exciting. I love old houses. It just so happens that a lot of the dumps around here have history. I like the idea of molding my space into whatever I want it to be. And, most importantly, there’s a sense of pride and accomplishment that comes with working on your own home that can’t really be paralleled by anything else. Third, the really cheap houses are also usually really small. Small is good when renovations are going to be done by a single person, financially and logistically.

I’ve caught the bug. It may take me a year or two to actually make a commitment and buy something, but the process has begun. When I think about buying the crappiest house I can find it makes me positively giddy. I can see myself putting on shingles and tearing out paneling and laying tile. I can envisage the bucolic scene, sitting on the back porch of my cabin with my dog, watching the hens scratch around. I’ll be working in my own garden, growing my own food, raising my own animals. Sure, I can do these things where I live now, and I do. But this is my parents’ house. Those things aren’t really mine. I don’t make the decisions here. Self-determination is a precious thing. But I do have to give my parents credit. Without seeing all that they’ve accomplished I would be brave enough to try and fix a house or farm or do a lot of things. But now I know that it’s totally possible with a lot of commitment, hard work, and time.

So, if you see a shitty, falling-apart, hideous blemish of a domicile on a 5-acre chunk of overgrown land you know who to call.

new pad

2 Jul

I don’t have internet at my place yet, so I’m using the wi-fi at the library right now. This is video of my new place that I took on Saturday literally right after I moved all of my stuff…so that’s why I look all sweaty and gross.

Hopefully I will be getting internet connected this week, and then I will post some more.

i am so torn

25 Jun

I can’t decide if it’s worth it to pay $50 a month for cable. It’s a complete sham because the cheapest one ($10 a month) only gives you eight channels, and not the good ones. The next level up is $50.

What the hell?

I am very indecisive about this.

That’s a lot of money, but I really want to be able to watch American Chopper.

soapy dilemma

4 Jun

I’m moving into my own place in Asheboro! I’m super excited about it.

But right now my main concern is which shower curtain to get for my awesome new place.

Whaddya think? Buddhas, marbles, or saké?

the final countdown

29 Jun

It doesn’t look like I’ve packed anything…

…but I have…

…I promise.

DAILY (procrastination) UPDATE:

Days until move: 3
Total boxes packed: 8
Total apartment/houses considered: 8
Total alcoholic beverages consumed: 12

but do you have a flag?

20 Jun

I only have two days left at my current job. It’s kind of boring since they have already given my work to other people. So I spend most of the day distracting others. I’m gonna be a bit sad because I like the wacky people I work with. I’ll miss them. And when I don’t have to go to work anymore that means I have to start packing.

My stress level is rising. I’m starting to feel the slightest twinge of panic. Moving is such a pain. I just want to throw out everything I own….it would make it easier. I say that every time I move.

My mom asked me the other day whether I really wanted this new job, because I have seemed miserable since I found out I got it. I do want this job. But I’m stressed. I don’t handle moving well. I also don’t like being the “new person.”

I’ll be relieved when I’m finally down there and working. With the turd-birds.

DAILY (procrastination) UPDATE

Days until move: 12
Total boxes packed: 0
Total apartments/houses considered: 8
Total alcoholic beverages comsumed: 5

there are places I’ll remember all my life, though some have changed

15 Jun

It’s interesting how hard it is to leave home, even when you really want to. I’m going to miss everyone so much.

Last night Harry and Laura treated Mindy, Michael, Asa, and me to dinner at the Fuji & Jade Garden (where the make the best sushi in State College) to celebrate the new job. It was a lot of fun. I think we were there for almost three hours talking about all manner of things. This evening, I went over to The House On The Hill for a little while to hang out and eat ice cream.

I’m starting to get sentimental about leaving everybody. I’m so used to talking to my mom every day after work and seeing Bill every weekend. And I’ll miss Asa. Even though he still doesn’t do a lot of talking, his presence is felt.

What am I going to do without my friends? Heaven forbid, I’ll have to make new ones. I know I’ll meet new people and that everything will be okay. But, I like the ones I’ve got. Michael and Mindy have been my bestest friends in PA. You guys rock the hizzouse. OMG…

The good thing is that NC is only 8 hours away by car. And, with the rotating schedule I should have four days off in a row every once in a while. I’ll be able to come home when I want to, which is a secure feeling…even if I end up only taking advantage of it a few times a year.

DAILY (procrastination) UPDATE:

Days until move: 17
Number of boxes packed: 0
Number of apartments/houses considered: 0
Number of alcoholic beverages consumed: 0

in the land of nod

13 Jun

I had a nice weekend of slumber. I slept in until about 11AM Saturday, then helped mom and Bill cut down trees for a little while, then spent the rest of the day napping on and off. On Sunday I went to Shaver’s Creek then spent the rest of the day watching The Hills and the History Channel intermittently between bouts of unconsciousness. I don’t know why I’ve been so exhausted lately. Granted, I didn’t get 8 hours a night last week, but still. It must be all the excitement which is, although a good thing, also a stressful thing.

I talked to the other keeper, whom I will call “N” since I haven’t met her yet and I don’t know if she minds having her name in a blog, and I will be living with her for a while until I find a house to buy. She seems really cool, from what I can tell from our phone conversation.

After looking at a few houses in my price range , I realized I could soon be the proud owner of a double-wide. Oh yeah. You heard me. I ain’t ashamed of it. Then all I would need is a shotgun and some bad tattoos.

Now Reading:

Kicked, Bitten, and Scratched : Life and Lessons at the World’s Premier School for Exotic Animal Trainers by Amy Sutherland


Days until move: 19
Number of boxes packed: 0
Number of apartments/houses considered: 8 (online)
Number of alcoholic beverages consumed: 1 (Yellow Tail Reserve Chardonnay)

intermediate procrastination

8 Jun

Today I emailed one of the keepers about the possibility of renting a room in her house until I find an actual place to live. It would be a good idea, since I wouldn’t have to rush to find a permanent place that I liked.

The only problem with this scenario is that I would be moving twice. But, I figure while I’m renting a room I’ll just bring the bare essentials (i.e. clothing, laptop, dvd player), then haul all of my worldly possesions down there when I find a house.

I really want to buy a digital camera so I can chronicle all of the weird and wonderful things that are bound to happen when I relocate. I figure I had better do it now before I become undeniably destitute. I’m thinking of getting an HP E327 5-megapixel…but I know nothing about cameras so any suggestions would be useful.

Also, I’ve decided to add a daily update (below) on my moving preparation progress. As you can see, I’m full of initiative and rip-raring to go.

Days until move: 24
Number of boxes packed: 0
Number of apartments/houses considered: 0
Number of alcoholic beverages consumed: 1

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