Two really big items of note:
1) Yesterday was the yearly performance review at my work. Between merit & cost-of-living increases, I got a 14% raise in my annual salary. I now make almost 2/3 what my parents make on the year.
Which is a lot, considering I don't have a house note. Or kids.
2) Since I now have more money than sense, I will be going to Brickfest for the first time. Expect to be meeting up with Kaiapu, Omicron, Black Six, Cajun, Smeagol4, and Bionicle Rex. Anyone else g
It's raining outside my office window right now.
What is the significance, you ask? Well, the Gulf Coast has been in a drought for quite a while. Last summer was very dry, up until Katrina. And after Katrina blew through, there was not a cloud in the sky until a rain band (one of those extending swirly arms of a hurricane) of Rita came through, a month later.
Then after that, it was mid November before any real rain.
Mind you, dry weather is better than wet weather for cleaning up outsid
Okay, so yesterday I was supposed to meet the cable guy between 1 & 3 PM to get my high speed internet turned on.
The technician Cox sent out is not a local, apparently. While he finished up the call before mine on Metairie Road at 3:30 (already late), he was 6 o'clock getting to my place. Why?
He apparently was searching for my apartment off of Clearview Parkway, not Transcontinental Boulevard.
Mind you, there's a mile of subdivisions between those two streets.
But you know, it'
Song of the day: "Be My Escape", Relient K Y'all may have heard that one before, eh? Every word.
IT IS OVER.
ALL OVER.
Everything made in one trip today. The deed is done. I'm busy putting together a desk (once I go back to the apartment: I'm posting this at my office because Cox won't turn on my internet until Tuesday afternoon.), and after that, laundering my towels and bed clothes, shower, passing out on the bed, showering in the morning, and actually making it to Sunday School for t
Mind you, that's me, not the US soccer team: they're coming all the way home.
Man, it hurt to follow those three games here at work: a GameCenter is not a television.
Quick note: the Classic Cobb chopped flatbread salad I just got from Quizno's was the best salad I've had in 2 months. (Only salad I've had in 2 months, maybe that's why I have this gut...)
Yesterday's moving list: Most of my hanging clothes (65 shirts, 15 pairs of pants) set of cutting boards set of really really sharp kniv
No zany email today, sorry.
Today's moving items... 3 pieces of luggage and 3 duffel bags a pair of slippers that my little brother and his now-fiancée bought me for Christmas last year (I don't wear slippers, though! ) a laptop carrying case that my parents bought me....without buying me a laptop for it. another 12-pack....strawberry soda a 2-lb jar of strawberry jam ...and an 18 oz. thing of cherry preserves not to mention 2 quarts of the best salsa east of the Sabine River New shower curt
More crazy email!
Mind you, I don't live in Florida, but I have evacuated and not evacuated in front of hurricanes before: I can identify with just about everything, except house insurance.
I don't own a house; I rent.
I don't know about you, but I nearly passed out from laughing so hard when I first read it.
Personal news:
I GOT A KEY TO MY APARTMENT! WOOHOO!
Maintenance ended up having to change the deadbolt because the keys in the envelope didn't match the installed deadbolt, but
YAAAAAYYY!!
"Snickerdoodle" was the inaugural "Word of the Day" back in the summer of 2001. Whenever someone says the word of the day, everyone [in on the joke] within earshot would respond with "YAY!", to the bewilderment of everyone else.
Oh, how I miss being a summer missionary sometimes.
But in any case, the meaning for the utter YAY-ness of this post:
I signed a lease for my pre-Katrina apartment today.
People, I have not been happier in the last 10 months than I am right n
5 minutes ago, the rental office of my apartment called.
Saturday, 17 June, after 11 AM EDT, I can go by the office, sign the lease, pay first rent, et cetera.
Monday, 19 June, I can pick up keys.
...and by the end of the day Saturday, 24 June, I should be moved back into my apartment.
My 10 month nightmare will finally end.
Anti-climactic, yet, I am too drained to emoticonize it.
-KIE
I know, I'm a day later posting this than I expected. Yesterday I went to Baton Rouge to meet my mom & dad, and my brother and his fiancée. Watched some World Cup, got the replacement computer desk and the chair I mentioned in the last post on the proper side of the Mississippi River (My dad was just tired of it taking up space in the store room at the house.), and went to play disc golf at Highland Road park with little brother. (Yes, Omi, that was when you messaged me.)
As far as Frida
I know, I said I wasn't gonna post until Saturday, but I just had to pass this along:
Lovely.
That is not, however, why I dub myself "no longer uninitiated."
I bought my computer about 3 weeks before joining BZ. Or it might have been a year before. Or the year after. I can't really remember, just that it was for my birthday. $800, and it's not worth half that much now.
When I evacuated my apartment ahead of Katrina (August 27, 2005), I unplugged the CPU and left with it, but not the m
http://solarsystem.nasa.gov/multimedia/gal...rs_to_Earth.jpg
I've been considering what to do with this little cubbyhole of the internet, and, I'm still considering.
In the future, expect me to post some stuff about the politics and happenings of south Louisiana.
Also, some news stories & columns I pick up.
No, nothing that would be rated M for Mature, but some of it would be over the typical high schooler's head. (If it's not, well, I feel sorry for the loss of your innocense.)
Okay, seeing as I've never messed with a blog before, this might be rough at the outset.
This is a first post, just to see if I'm doing it right. And if I didn't, then oh well.
Two first topics, I suppose:
Thursday was the start of the 2006 hurricane season, and I'm still not in my apartment. FYI to those unaware: I moved to New Orleans in February 2005, getting a job modelling the sewer system of Metairie and Bridge City, LA. Katrina made for a lot of work & job security, but I
