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Whew! In the immortal words of Jim Anchower, “it’s been a long time since I rapped at ya.” 10 days, in fact, and things have changed a lot in that time—for the better, I’ll venture.

I moved out of my old place at Sherman and Noyes and into my new place on Main St. It’s a good change. Feels great, actually. I normally hate moving (see evidence here, here, and here), but this time, I almost perversely enjoyed it. Getting rid of all that’s superfluous, organizing everything that’s not, and figuring out what else you need—there’s something satisfying in the entire process. I honestly love the feeling of being in a clean, organized apartment. I haven’t had that for a long, long time. It’s like the weight of messiness and disorder has been lifted from my shoulders.

And the apartment… well, I’m very happy with it. I’m getting a helluva deal, free cable (shhh…), and it’s 1.5 blocks from the “L” and the Metra. The area is.. er.. interesting, what with all of the crazy (but harmless) people from Albany Care wandering around. I actually like it, perhaps even better than my old place. It’s more lively. And the people in the building are quite friendly.

So I could write lots more, and I’ve had lots on my mind in the last week and a half, but I think I’ll leave it at that for now. I’ve moved, and things feel good. Things are changing. I’m changing. It’s all a little different, but in a good way. Over and out.

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Whew! The August heat is here! And I decided to be mildly daring and wear my new sandals to work. (They were my birthday gift from my mom.) Well, that probably wasn’t such a hot idea. It is business casual around here, after all. Oh well, they’ll live (and I will too).

And speaking of birthday gifts, Dad gave me a Brian Urlacher jersey. Yep, it’s the #1 seller in the NFL, so you can’t fault my originality! But hey, at least it should be relevant for a while: the guy is signed to a long-term deal.

Mm. Moving. I dread moving. I’m trying to ease through the pain real slow-like, doing the packing systematically, getting things done in advance. Actually, it’s not so bad. It’s a chance to get organized and throw worthless things away. Sort of a cleansing, you know? And speaking of cleansing, Parliament had better not charge me a cent for cleaning when I leave that place. They gave it to me filthy, and when I leave it better than I got it, they had better damn well be happy.

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Today was my 22nd birthday. Oh.

Well, Sobig.F is finally winding down—for me, anyway. Yesterday, I deleted about 2500 e-mails from my Northwestern account. Ahem. Let me write that again. Yesterday, I deleted about 2500 e-mails from Northwestern account. HOLY SHIT! The screenshot of my inbox that I’ve included has only 1300 messages in my inbox—I had already started the process of deleting.

And hey, what’s in the news? Well, the California recall, of course! Arnold? Maybe. Bustamante? Perhaps. Coleman? Haha. But porn star Mary Carey? Now there’s a candidate! Here’s what Reuters has to say about her:

Porn actress Mary Carey, one of 135 candidates running for California governor, offered on Tuesday to go on a date with anyone offering her a hefty campaign contribution. But that is it, just a date. …

Asked if the date could lead to a sexual encounter, campaign aide Jayson Helgeson replied: “I don’t think so, that’s not part of it. It’s like a normal date.”

Pressed to clarify what a normal date means for a woman who has appeared in both explicit lesbian and heterosexual scenes, he put the phone on hold to clarify and then responded: “No sex, no matter what.”

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Get rid of Winamp. Get this program. It’s called Quintessential Player, and it blows everything else out of the water. Fast, intuitive, configurable, good looking, and easy on the system resources. Get me a woman like that, please.

Every morning and every evening, I walk through Nordstrom on my way to work. Every day, I scrutinize the make-up girls. In my usual knee-jerk opinion, I think they’re some of the more pathetic people I’ve laid eyes on. Not pathetic in the colloquial sense (i.e. laughable or just plain crappy), but pathetic in the classic sense: “Arousing or capable of arousing scornful pity.” This is just about as good as it gets for them; there are few places to ascend in the retail make-up market when you’re already at Nordstrom. So hot damn, these girls (and gay guys) take themselves seriously. They man those make-up posts like Checkpoint Charlie. But check it out: you’re selling make-up. That arouses my pity.

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Even though they say these power outages in the East aren’t caused by terrorism, I’m scared shitless. The Blue Angels are in town for the Air and Water Show over the weekend, and I’m convinced it’s F-18’s making all the noise, not the show planes. Ack.

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BLASTER! Cool name for a virus (er.. worm)! Or something. Well, TMS got hit yesterday, so we kinda putzed around in the afternoon. I wonder what the total lost productivity and lost money was from the outbreak. Hm, yes, I wonder. Oh well, on to other things.

Ben claims he gets more spam than anyone else, so he was kind enough to send me a screenshot of his webmail inbox. Nicely done there, Cherry. Way to protect that e-mail addy from harvesting!

Let’s see. Life’s busy. I went home this past weekend and enjoyed it quite a bit; I’d have to say it was one of my better trips home in the past few years. I got along with the whole family and wasn’t excessively bored or unproductive. Also, I think my relationship with my niece is improving, which I’m very relieved about. Plus, I went to my first Bears game! Preseason, yeah, but it was still the Bears! They won on a last-second field goal by Paul Edinger. Nicely done, Paul. (Paul gets the award for most underrated kicker in the League.)

And UGH! Getting an apartment and insurance provider and broadband provider and phone hook-up and cable/satellite TV and researching it all and getting the best deal and considering how much money I have and trying to account for all my expenses? WHEW! Just tell me what to do…

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