August 25th, 2001


The shell has cracked

Today, I moved a fair amount of my stuff to my new residence. Wally is there, as is my main desk, my NeXT, most of my books, and a fair amount of my other stuff. Still no sign of my camera -- hopefully it'll turn up when I move the rest of my stuff. If not, I'll be very very unhappy. I am reminded of my impressions of the place -- I definitely don't like the neighborhood, but the room itself is pretty decent. I wish it were closer to campus. But... it's odd -- right around now at least some of the benefits of living where I was are falling apart -- Insomnia is closing in about a week, and Jason's moving to a new place. It was nice being right across the street from him. It'll be odd getting used to living with people again. Hopefully I'll adapt okay, and even if I don't, the rent is cheap so if I get a good job, I'll be able to pay off the remains of the rent with little pain. Anyhow, I'm exhausted after moving all that stuff, and I think I might go out to see a movie later with Tom, so I'd do well to get some sleep.