Here I am. Rock you like a hurricane.

Well, not quite. I’m here. I’m in New York. I’d say the move went off without a hitch, barring two notable items.

1. When we got here I had the unfortunate realization that the apartment was much smaller than I remembered, and my shit was a lot bigger than I remembered.  The first few days of unpacking were extremely interesting, since there really wasn’t room to unpack. Somehow though things got put away and our apartment is now surprisingly nice and comfortable now. Although small, it doesn’t feel very cramped, which is a big plus.

2. I did not get into school, as I had hoped. So I’m unemployed, and lately have had a serious lack of motivation. I thought I would use this time to “do the things I’ve wanted to do for a long time, but haven’t had the time for”, but I haven’t. Instead, I’ve been spending my days fretting over curtain color, picture hanging, furniture assembly, and various other household-type chores. In the past three weeks, I’ve Bob Vila’d and MacGyver’d more things than I ever have. Who makes a shoe rack out of a curtain rod? - MacVila, that’s who. Holy shit, that was so lame. Don’t ever call me MacVila.

Well, right now I have about a half cup of motivation and as usual I’m squandering it on things that don’t matter very much (this blog), and not using it on the things I should (updating my resume, sending it to potential employers, working on some web stuff that makes me money, finding a way to release this pent up drumming).

Anyway, I’m alive and well. I was growing an “unemployment beard” which lasted 3 weeks until it became apparent to me that I suck at growing full beards. I tried to salvage what beard I had into a goatee, but soon enough realized that a goatee makes me look like a douche bag. So I’m baby-faced once again.

Other notable events –

Wasted 2 days of my life at 2 different Ikeas. This included 3 hours lost in New Jersey, at least 10 hours in the store (the combined indecisiveness of Maggie and I will be our doom, someday), and several hours on public transport. Further, on the last trip, our receipt was about 4 feet long. I’m not even kidding. We ended up returning about 3 feet worth of that stuff. We make bad decisions.

Lessons Learned: Ikea will not solve all your furniture problems. When it comes to making window covering choices, both my girlfriend and I are brain damaged. New Jersey’s roads are complicated. Parking tickets are expensive.

I got engaged.

That’s all for now, I guess. I realize that before moving here I promised a dramastic (not a typo) increase in my frequency of blogs, and in that regard, I have failed. Sorry. I really hope to blog more in the future. I enjoy writing this much much more than you enjoy reading it, and it’s a shame my motivation hasn’t been the strongest in this department lately. Maybe I just needed to break my 2006 blogging hymen. Now that that’s done, the real sex can begin. Wait, no, blogging.