Toilet Paper Palace

I finally moved yesterday!
Jess was a HUGE help. Dragging theater sets all day made her so much stronger then me, so she did most of the heavy lifting. She even brought me dinner.
My apartment looks so pretty. I just sat in it for 20 minutes, unable to believe that for the next six months, I have my own place. Its huge compared to what I had before.
The manager did an awesome job cleaning the place. He shampooed the carpets, installed brand new lighting, fixed the eroding shower tiles, completely scrubbed every last inch of the kitchen and fridge. Its pretty impressive, considering how trashed it was. Extreme home makeover could use this guy.

And somehow I ended up with 61 rolls of toilet paper. Still trying to figure out how that happened.

My bedroom is pretty empty looking compared to the living room though. Looks kinda sad.

I don't have any internet, which sucks, but I do have awesome cell reception, finally! No more standing outside in pajamas freezing my ass off in order to talk on the phone.

I have to go back tonight to grab the rest of my things. Maybe I'll rent a movie tonight.

Speaking of which, I did finally get to hang out with Jeff, the guy who wrote his number on the back of my receipt. I went over to his place and realized he was living with Isaac and RJ, friends of mine from high school. It was good to see Isaac. RJ and I were always kinda neutral. This state is so freaking small.
Anyways, we hung out, played pool (I got worse at pool. I thought that was impossible, but apparently not), and he cooked me an awesome steak dinner (complete with baked potatoes), and later even gave me a shoulder massage (I miss Sony and her awesome massages).
Yes, this guy earned massive brownie points.