job and i moved into our kick-ass apartment.  the only problem is that the walls are bare, we have little furniture and food, and it's difficult to feel established in a new place.  also, job works at 4am, and i work the traditional 8am-6pmish, so we seem to rarely see one another.  and, we never have any company.

please, people, come visit us.  we want some new blood.  come to the place where the rooster sauce flows like wine, and we always try to keep ginger ale at our fingertips.  we sure are an exciting bunch.  we sure are.

other than trying to settle into my new apartment, i've been working like a slave at a fucked up payroll company.  do not take your paycheck for granted, us payroll specialists sweat and bleed for those complicated jumble of numbers on the special perforated slip of paper you get every other friday or every 5th and 20th of the month.

the snow is finally melting, and so is my heart.

i think i want a microwave for my birthday.