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Must mean it's some ungodly hour of the morning again.
So I went to look at a house last night after work, meet some prospective roommates. Went great, we really hit it off well. It's a 4BR, two guys living there, looking for two more. Jimmy's a 35-ish hetero, Rudy's a 45-ish gay man. So, naturally, they need a twenty-something bi-boy to round it out. Makes perfect sense.
Anyhow, I was planning on getting there around five, meeting the guys, seeing the house, getting home by six to catch the game and grab some chow, maybe write a little (ha). Meeting the guys turned into meeting the guys and the cats and the dogs, having a couple vodka-grapefruits, getting a decent buzz on, watching the first half of the game, and getting home a little before nine. Me and Rudy swapped Woodstock stories (me from '99, his from '69), I tried (and failed) to keep up with Jimmy on the vodka-grapefruits. They asked me if I smoked weed, I said yes, they said "great!" Jimmy's seen Metallica five times, including the mythical Metallica/GnR tour. Can you tell I really like these guys already?
I'm going to see some other places this weekend, mostly because I already scheduled them, and I may as well. The only iffy part is that Rudy's place is kind of the upper end of my price range. Hopefully, once I get hired on full-time, that wouldn't be as much of an issue. We'll see what the weekend brings, and what kind of number-crunching I can do to make it all work; I'll keep you posted.
Looking for a point? It's 6:30 in the fucking morning. I don't do points until at least 8:45. Gotta get dressed and get out, hope y'all have a happy Friday...