The finishing touches on the construction on the condominium next door may have something to do with that fresh pine-sol scent. That also means I will have a new neighbor soon. I've been the only resident on this side of the floor since October. I hope this new neighbor will be tolerant of my ever revolving mix of Punk, Heavy Metal, and Hip-Hop I tend to have on when I'm home. She owns, I rent...therefore she wins out on any dispute she may take to the association.
I began today chasing dust bunnies out of my apartment. It scary how much floor dust can collect under ones bed in just 2 months. I wonder what kind of stuff composed the dust bunnies...by that, I mean...when skin flakes off me on a certain day, what part of the dust bunny does it become a part of? Its almost as if you can create a biological journal of my life on the last 2 months based on the composition of dust bunnies...I'm thinking way too hard about this, aren't I?
Tonight will feature a visit to Beloit, WI where a friend of mine is throwing a party while his parents are out of town. High School type parties are fun...they're definitely more fun when everyone is in their mid-20's. Also, the party will be mostly members of the WWB. I've barely hung out with a few of these people, but we all know each other pretty well based on what's contributed on a daily basis. Faces will match persona's. The funny thing about the WWB is that this is a network of close friends from different branches of the social tree...we're all connected through people, but not together in one group...worlds will collide tonight and it should be a hell of a time.
Does last night's three hour phone conversation with a previously mentioned lovely lady count as a date? I don't recall ever doing that much talking during an actual date. I was extremely pleasantly surprised that I got the call in the first place...and either way one looks at it, I avoided a repeat of the 2002 V-Day "celebration"...fortune may smile upon me on this.
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