Starting Off

I’ve finally gotten some of the photos off my cell so you can see my new room here:

Those will do until I get the ones from my parents on the good camera. I’ve gone to the restaurants and nearly emptied my pockets with prices around $4 for 12 chicken nuggets (insane) and $4 for a tiny biscuit sandwich with $.50 more for cheese (absurd). Luckily a guy in the same apartment but across the hall has a great SUV and drove us down to Wal-Mart to get groceries. In 25 minutes, I stocked up on everything I needed (cans of chili, salsa, bread, mayo…ok and some lettuce, carrots and water jugs). And some cups, since I forgot those at home and have been drinking milk out of my metal jug with the pop lid, then washing it out and filling it with water, every day in the morning.

I’ve visited the bookstore, the huge library, the restaurants and the buildings, so I’ve still got to head over to what they call The Pub, which is actually a coffee shop. I did step foot near the door and was appalled. I heard that a certain famous author wrote in coffee shops. How in the world could anyone think with all that incessant noise?! It’s impossible to hear myself, much less write down the voices in my head (erm ahem).

I’ll have to try to capture some video here soon and zap it over. A very nice thing I discovered today from the guy I share this side of the apartment with is that my room was broken into before I moved in, through my very own bedroom window. Some guys had left a mess in there but luckily the apartment people had cleaned it all before I came. No wonder the screen is still out. Hmmm. Funny how they didn’t mention that when I went to pay rent…