The First Day of the Rest of My Life

Wednesday, August 18, 2004


So the lease on the apartment that I've been in since last September expires in 13 days. My roomie and I were gonna go in on a 2/1 in a much nicer complex nearby, but when the whole "losing my job" thing happened, those plans were quickly tossed. Instead, he's now moved into a 1/1 in the same building, while I spend my days (and late nights) all by myself. It sucks, to tell you the truth. For the last few months, I've gotten used to hanging out with him during his summer break. (He's a high school teacher, by the way...) Now the school year has started, and I'm left to deal with an empty apartment, and an impending move back to my parent's house.

Truth be told, it's not so much the "moving back home" part that stinks, it's more of the "losing a roommate" thing that's getting to me. For the past year, we've shared some great moments. Road trips through heavy rain, deep philosophical conversations, farting, his tips on how to meet women, and way too many meals at restaurants for us to afford: this is what I've gotten used to over the past 12 months. It hit me yesterday as we were going to his new place. I know we'll still see each other with some regularity (hopefully), but it won't be the same.

Don't get me wrong, I'm kind of glad to be looking for a new job right now with my situation. No major bills to pay, a foot in the door professionally, and quite a bit of moral support in my parents' home. But it sucks that I'll be losing the ability to hang out with a good friend more often.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to drink my International Coffees and listen to my favorite "melancholy" CD.


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