Lonely and bored

I now know why few people move into a place by themselves. It is damned boring. Especially when you don't have any kind of television, dialup internet, and only about 45 or so DVDs all of which you have already seen a thousand times. I am very bored. I can't believe how much I miss Bill. I saw him on friday but this place seems so empty without him. When I come home from work I look in the computer room and half expect him to be here, tapping away at the keyboard. In the morning, i walk past his room and am startled that the bed is neatly made. I long to look in there and see a tangled mess of blankets and a rumpled pair of jeans on the floor. Every sound is strange when you know you are alone. If others are there with you, or even you live in a building in which others also live, separately, the noises that any house makes can easily be explained away in your head. The creeks and pops could be people moving around upstairs, or your roomate going to the bathroom or getting a drink. When you know that there isn't, or shouldn't be anyone else in the house with you, that is when you start hearing noises that don't sound like the house creeking or the ice maker running or the water heater kicking on. You start to hear sounds like a car door closing and the screen door opening, or the door knob turning. Bad sounds. Sounds you know that you can't be hearing because you didn't see any headlights and you know the door is locked. Yet, if you keep hearing them, you get out of your nice warm bed, pick up your extra large, extra heavy maglight, and walk silently down the hall to check and make sure that all three doors are locked and bolted and that there aren't any extra cars in the driveway and that yours is still there. I have only done this twice, and both times there were heavy winds outside. I have started shutting off the ice maker at night, and turning the radio on as soon as I get home from work and leaving it on, very low, all night. I am not frightened, not really. I simply don't want to hear the inexplicable noises. My over active imagination can definitely do without the fodder. Really, I am just lonely and bored. I have read more books in the last few weeks than I have in the last few months. I seriously need to get either television or better internet access.

One week

A week ago today, I moved in to my new house. I still don't have water on a regular basis but I am dealing with that. I thought I had posted something this week but I guess I was either blogging in my dreams or it got lost in the void. Here is a quick recap:

Last thursday: Got a bunch of crap together, threw it in my car, drove across the road, and threw it in the house. Then attempted to clean some of the construction dirt up. I learned that I had about two to three minutes of water before it was all gone.

Last Friday: The quest for the Bell. Billy and I went questing for a Taco Bell, and found one, after many hours. The caused major havoc on our systems. Badness ensued. I prayed for water but it did not come.

Saturday: On to my cousin's baby's first birthday party. Fun was had by all... except maybe my cousin. On the way home we stopped to attempt to make an Exalted character for billchan but it wound up being an all Red vs Blue evening. We left in time for me to be able to get up for work the next day.

Sunday: I worked. billchan got picked up at some point. I picked up more things and the snowdog.

Sunday night through now: I have been either working or unpacking for the last week. sometimes I have vegged in front of the dvd player. The lack of TV has been messing with my head because I have watched my pitiful collection of dvds again and again and I frankly don't care what is on as long as it provides background noise. It is way too quiet here.

So today I am going to get as much of my stuff out of the house as possible and also reformat my mom's computer. sounds like a plan.

Coffee fool

I am really just blogging this so that I can find the link later. This website popped up as one of the related links in my gmail. I love coffee. I am a fool. So I clicked, and now I need to buy more coffee. I am a spaz monkey, I know this but I really want some good coffee.

Yay! Coffee for me!!!


(house update: still moving stuff in. stole the kitchen table on saturday. Moving my bed over soon. Water is hooked up, i think. I don't know where I am going to put all of my crap.)

where do i put this?

I have been running back and forth between my house and my parents' house for this past week. I am trying to move things over in a reasonable and organized fashion but i have run into a problem. I don't know where to put all the stuff that i have. I don't want to just throw it into my car and drop it into the middle of the floor but I really have no place yet to put it all. Except in the kitchen. I don't have that much stuff to put in the kitchen and my kitchen is HUGE. So right now I am just working on putting away books and clothes and such that have obvious homes. It is frustrating because i really want to just be done with it all at once but that hasn't worked out. Every day off I have had has had something come up where I couldn;t spend the day moving. Now it is saturday again and I have a game tonight, at least I hope I do.

estimated moving date: some time this week