A Hell of A Day

I checked out of my hotel early this morning. Friend Lacie helped by letting me put some of her stuff in her car. I told her via text message that I'd like to put some of the big, bulky stuff in her trunk. Heh! 

So for my entire shift at work, I was homeless. I ended up moving in after work, but more on that in a little bit. 

Work's pretty astonishing. The place is huge. The entire San Luis facility could have fit into just the storeroom. Which is where me and my crew built three rows of those huge Home Depot racks. We still have one more to go. The dust was unreal. The new crew is really good. There's only one girl I don't think will make it, but it's all her attitude. There are a few guys I think could be out-of-work friends, sort of like Blaine, but not as good. :)

After work, Lacie and I got hella lost trying to get to my house. While we stopped at a gas station to consult a map, a comically scummy homeless guy sort of babbled a request for money. We told him no, and he was using a bandana to tie his two font belt-loops together, thus keeping his pants on. I wouldn't believe that if I saw it in a movie.

So anyway, I got all moved in, and my car is now empty. My room is basically good. It's clean and nice, but the only light is in the closet. So I had to go get a lamp. I ended up in my car for like three hours. I hate not knowing where I am or what's going on. I went to the Container Store, looking for a shelf or bookcase kind of thing, but they didn't have anything appropriate or affordable, so I ended up in Target a million miles away. That sucked a lot because there's a Target about three miles away from the house. 

So now I'm home and watching today's Apple keynote. I like doing it this way. I had a self-imposed media blackout so I wouldn't know anything about the new products, then watched the presentation on my computer when I was good and ready. They announced updates for iPhone software that looks pretty dang good, and also new iPods. Oh, and new TVs. That's a badass product. It's like our Roku, only it does more and costs the same. 

Oh, about the house, by the way. The kitchen is really gross. I hate it and want nothing to do with it. And this is me saying that. Filthy gross. I need to get 409 and paper towels and a flamethrower. I really don't think I want to use any of the communal kitchen BS. It's just coated with a sheen of crap. Even four-day-old-floor-pizza-guy isn't interested in this.

Oh, and two of the roommates are ESL Asian fellows. The one who lives in the room closest to me is a filthy-toothed alcoholic. He got his one-year AA sober chip Tuesday. He tells me about all his plans to buy a house in Oregon, but he can't leave Colorado for five more months because of his DUI. He does 8:00pm AA meetings every day. So good for him, but he should get a toothbrush. 

The shower reminds me of Grandpa Chuck's house. Here's a photo of it. 

As long as I'm at it, I might as well include some photos of my room. You'll notice that Cassandra has got to make me some new curtains. 

I was gonna take a photo of myself, but before I showered I looked haggard and tore up. After the shower, my hair looks like a Q-tip. So I guess I'll have to do a self-portrait tomorrow.

Thanks for reading, y'all.