Fair and Unbiased Indeed
If you’re not in support of raping and pillaging the world in the guise self defense, then you must of course be a stoned slacker.
‘Hunkered Down’
So here we are, ‘hunkered down’ in Melbourne. Outside we can see the rain blowing horizontally past our windows. The reporter on TV panned his camera around showing how everyone in Melbourne is without power. Here I am, though, still with power, cable, and internet (knock on wood).
So, this is the fourth hurricane to hit Florida in 6 weeks. The only other state to claim this is Texas back in the late 1800’s, and they’re probably just making it up anyway.
A benefit to being more or less trapped in the apartment, however, is we have no choice but to clean. The living room is finally looking decent. The kitchen is close too. The dining room is getting there, as is the bedroom. We can finally see the floor in the office now, which, I think, is a good sign.
Ha, just saw another reporter on-site in Melbourne. As she was reporting that the area is under curfew and no one is allowed to roam the street, we saw a car drive by behind her. Crazy people.
Live in Palm Bay, Eric Lin signing off.
Without Further Ado
And now, the moment you all probably won’t even notice due to a lack of activity on my page, an update!
It’s been a hectic couple of months since I got my offer letter two months ago. It started with my hard drive dying the same morning I received the overnight Saturday delivery FedEx offer package. With it, I lost the two years of my finances stored in Microsoft Money (let this be a lesson to you, Back Up!). That’s probably the biggest thing I lost. I really can’t remember what else I lost on that drive, so I suppose it doesn’t really matter.
It was a strange feeling finally getting an opportunity to move back to Florida. I wanted to be closer to my friends, my family, and of course Ellen. What hadn’t occurred to me was that in the time I spent in LA I’d actually made some pretty good friends that I’d miss. I try to keep in contact with them, but it’d been difficult due to reasons I’ll get into later. The strangest feeling I experienced after receiving the offer was an odd sense of fear. My apartment, my job, the allergy medication, my surroundings, they’d become my home. I did my best to make my apartment seem like home, to make it feel ‘me.’ Leaving the apartment to return to Florida was feeling more like leaving home for an unknown distant place.
I decided to drive back to Florida. It turned out that Sean would be returning to Florida from his internship about the same time. He needed a driving partner and I wanted to see more of what there was to see before leaving LA. We managed to hit Yosemite, San Francisco, Hollywood, Las Vegas, Hoover Dam, Grand Canyon, Monument Valley in Indian Country, and Mesa Verde on the way back. It took about 8 days and was incredible. Once Sean finishes uploading my pictures from his computer (*cough* *cough*) and I finish getting settled into my apartment I’ll post pictures.
Nothing says ‘Welcome Back’ quite like three hurricanes hitting in my first month. Luckily my house and my parents’ houses came out relatively unharmed. The big complaint I have with the hurricanes is the amount of my personal time it consumed. I barely got to see Chan before he left the country for who knows how long. My Labor Day weekend was spent huddled at the front door of my parents’ house with no power playing cards from our only source of light that didn’t drain batteries. With all the time preparing for and ‘hunkering down’ for hurricanes I haven’t really had an opportunity to get in contact with people. I’ve been accused of disappearing ever since I moved back (with some of the blame targeted at Ellen) but it’s just been a crazy month.
Working here thus far has been, honestly, boring. I haven’t actually done anything yet. I guess they don’t hire people with a job in mind; they just hire people if they like them and hope to find something later. It’s later now and I still don’t have anything to do. In fact, I’ve reached the end of the internet and come back.
Ellen and I moved into a two-bedroom last Friday. My movers came around 9am to deliver my stuff. About the same time, a bunch of people from work came to move Ellen’s stuff over. The apartment was completely packed with boxes and furniture. We’ve unpacked most of the boxes and are now in the slow and frustrating task of organizing everything.
My boxes from LA are filled by volume at about 50% stuff from my apartment and 50% crumpled packing paper. We ended up with mountains of packing paper to flatten and stuff back into boxes. Hopefully we can have the apartment cleaned in organized soon enough to have a housewarming in a month or so. I’ll keep everyone posted on that.
So, that’s about it. I think that catches everyone up on how things have been going. I might fill in more details of, say, my trip, as time goes by; perhaps highlighting pictures as they become available.
It’s just as bad there
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