Sunday, August 05, 2007

Having Your Own Place is GREAT!

Over the last 2 weeks, I have come to realize how great having your own place really is.

I have to apologize for taking so long to write, but things in my life have just been changing so rapidly, it's nearly impossible for anyone to even consider trying to keep up. So don't. I mean, living situation, jobs, traveling... it's been one hell of a summer. But I figured I would try and update everyone on my current "status", since some people won't leave me alone with the inquiries.

So here goes... try and stay with me.

OK let's start with the living situation. I didn't ACTUALLY get my own place, but I did move to New York after graduation. Well, not technically New York, it's a little bit outside the city really. It's kind of like New Jersey. And I'm not on my own, fully. I sort of have these 2 roommates. They're cool. They stay pretty quiet, have full time jobs, and go to sleep relatively early.

The girl is great, she takes care of the laundry and stuff like that, which is a RARE find these days. Sometimes she gets on me about "bringing in the mail" or "clearing my plate", but you know, it's a give and take. That's what comes along with roommates I guess.

The guy is cool, too. He has a home office and a car he lets me use whenever I want. Honestly, I don't think I could have asked for better roommates. They're in their 50s, drink a lot of wine, and have been married for almost 32 years. Here's a pic of us from a few weeks ago, at a party they threw me for graduation:















My job has been really awful lately, mostly because, I don't have one. So I've been really busy with no-work-related things like taking clients to the beach, buying "supplies" for myself, BBQ-ing with colleagues, and running errands for my roommates. I don't mind. I mean someone has to order and pick up lunch, right?



























And that's why, in case you were wondering, why I haven't had time to write in this too often. Because I mean, when the work week is through, and my roommates head to their beach house, all I want to do is kick back and relax, you know? Is that so much to ask of the weekend?

So when the clock hits 5 on Friday afternoon, it is BAM! Party time. And if you thought college kids knew how to party, let me show you a little bit of what college graduates do on weekends:








































Eating pizza, brushing teeth, Corey in a speedo...It's a non-stop crazyfest, every Saturday and Sunday. That's just how we unwind, you know? Because once Monday rolls around, it's back to the shirt and tie, daily grind, cubicle life.







































So I really feel like things are happening for me. And what a relief because that's what being a college graduate is all about. Making moves. And trust me, I am! I have this great place with 2 roommates who, let's be honest, I genuinely love.

It can get a little complicated though, because since I'm not really working, my roommates are trying to prep me for the real world. Kind of like training, I guess, for future employment opportunities. Using office jargon, acting like my superiors, stuff like that. Like tonight, for example, Carol (who HATES it when I call her that...) said that if I finish all of my projects for the week (which she hilariously called "chores"), she'll increase my expense account.

Two quick announcements before I finish up. First off...this one is a little embarrassing actually...but I finally got to second base with Jaimie (but also with anyone :(.















I know that's probably hard to believe, but I wanted it to happen with someone special, you know?

And finally, I just want to give a shout-out to my friend Kim...















...who just entered rehab. We're all pulling for you!




Check back soon. Peace out readers.

Evan