Catching Up

So I promised I would update you guys, so I guess I should do that. I'll start from the beginning.

New House:

I moved in to the new place. Two things kind of bugged me when I got here.
1. I was told I was getting the room in the attic originally which is really why I agreed to live there because it is huge and unique and its got a tiny stairwell leading up to it. I envisioned a VIP when we have a party for all the hot ODU girls to congregate in. Yes call me what you will. Let a boy dream. And I was told the rent would be cheaper because I had the attic room. And you cant get any preassembled furniture up there because of mentioned stairwell.

I get there and one of the guys had decided he wanted the attic room, so now Im in his tiny room, and Im paying $400/month + utilities. so $500/month. I get my own apartment for a little more, but whatever. So that was kinda sheisty but I am the new guy I kind of understand. I also don't have alot of stuff so that room works just fine. But I had plans. Expansion plans...

I got a sweet new desk that basically awesome. It's L shaped and wood glass and polished steel, and it looks really good with my 3 monitor setup lol. Its also plenty of s pace for work and school.

So, house is newly renovated, nothing like the dump i moved out of. Huge upgrade. We threw a party the first weekend before classes and I showed these kids how its done. This school is certainly not ready for me. They need a lot of work. The kitchen has a breakfast bar setup thingy too which works really well for bartending at parties and provides a LOT more room than the old bar in the basement. Im all moved in and I get along with all my roommates, although they act like little girls amongst themselves...

I mentioned one day that its strange that of four people, no one had any plates or silverware or pots and pans. Jeremy (the coolest of the group) informs me that we used to have all of the aforementioned. The way he said it was like he was reminiscing of better times.

Apparently, there was a great and terrible war. No one was washing them, or something it all sounded like a bunch of bitching. The house has a brand new dishwasher, its not rocket science. So all silverware and whatnot disappeared. Among other things, there was just a lot of bitching. It's getting better now, I put my foot down.

I was just getting settled in to my new place, classes were starting, and my little brother informs me hes been evicted from his place in Richmond and hes moving down to Va Beach. And now I have a son. I'll update more later.