My New Apartment
I was going to blog on the CIA, but I couldn’t find the research materials I need, so y’all (all 0 of you) are going to listen to me wax enthusiastic about my new apartment instead.[1]My old apartment was cheap for the West Side and nice in some ways. I liked my roommates, and I liked the area. But there were three major problems with it. The first problem was that someone lived in my living room (thus the cheap rent). The second problem was that my window faced Santa Monica blvd and a parking lot. More than six dump trucks would go by in a single day, The third problem was that my apartment would be upwards of 20 degrees hotter than the outside in the summer.
My new apartment is like a dream come true in comparison. It’s cool, almost the exact same temperature as the outside. I face the complex and not the street so the noise level is far lower. I have a beautiful living room, stairs, room for furniture and a door from my room to a balcony. Life is good.
Even my morning run is a little better now. I can easily make it to the beach. I don’t have to run down as many painful hills, but get just about the same uphill.
I have filled my living room with books. This is very satisfying especially in comparison with filling my bedroom with books. Simple things can be great.
1: “Bob” by the way if you are still scanning my website looking for material to use in ad-hominem attacks, I’ll give you some. I’m a very angry person when something wakes me up in the middle of the night, and have occasionally said unkind things. Please use that to your heart’s content.

1 Comments:
Incidentally, if the mysterious "Bob" is looking for more material to use against Michael, I would just like to mention that Michael is often poorly dressed. He rarely tucks in his shirt, and his pants have no crease.
Plus I've seen him drink light beer.
Go to town, "Bob."
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