Jenn is learning how to play The Sims2. Its cute and it makes me happy. We got a new aquarium today. Its 10gal. Its really pretty compared to before, and especially compared to my last aquarium at my parents house that was scratched up to hell. This one has all the fixins...two lights, a good filter, water cleaner stuff. All we had to add was a place to sit it, fish, gravel, trees and a little castle.
We've (already) got 6 little fishies and an albino cleaning fish.
Meanwhile I start my new job tomorrow. I'm not nervous. I'll be busy but you know what? Its 9-5! I'm getting paid much better than EA was paying and I get benefits, job security, company discount and more!
Its closer to home and I'll be doing more creative stuff. I'm so excited.
So that said, The girl and I started looking for new places to live. Today, we went to the Bakery Street Lofts on Adeline. They're super nice, but as we pulled up we see this little shithead kid shoving a piece of plastic in the gate-door to keep it from closing. A tenant shoos him off and it turns out they were just robbed for the first time in 4 years the other day.
A great first impression. But we went in and checked out the open house anyways. Its expensive, the place I liked was about $1400 ($1500 next year because of a free month this year). Its essentially a 1 bedroom cement floor with dish washer and a nice kitchen, huge closet and nice bathroom, 1 parking space in a "secure" parking area (although I'd feel more secure with razor wire over the fence) and we'd be the first people to rent the space ever. Thats a lot for a 1 bedroom in the ghetto, no matter how nice the building and insides are. Especially since one of the window walls are facing the street and arent barred. Not that I want to live behind barred windows ever again, I dont want the double-pane windows broken either.
I'd be ok with paying $1200 (with the girl) for a loft without a dishwasher (although that would be great).
Blogger doesnt work with Camino. Sucks. Safari is kinda crappy. Things will even out.
Burning man was GREAT. Here are some
great photos. None of ours though. But that gives a good vibe.
It was an amazing experience to be out in the middle of the desert and not be afraid of the elements or nature (as opposed to being out there by myself at night I'd be a little scared). I never felt out of place. Upon arriving I was greeted by a naked man who had me step out of the car, told me some rules and stuff, then walked me over to a bell that I actually helped paint during the 4th of july. He told me to ring the bell and yell "Im home!" I felt kinda weird, so I didnt yell, but it was the symbolism that counts. We hugged and then went back to the car. The girl and I found our camp (we actually found the camp walking around, the easiest time shes had finding her camp ever) and then we set up.
After setting up our tent and stuff we hopped on our bikes and cruised around. It's like a GIANT art gallery slash block party. Its 40k people camping, bbq'ing it up (bbq and drinkin and other stuff). So much neat things, it was possible to walk all day every day and see something new each time I'd go out. I can't wait to go back next year, and I can't stop thinking about an installation to bring.
When we got back, it was hard to really feel like I was at home anymore. I really didnt know anymore where I wanted to be and call my home. It was a really new feeling, really confusing to be here. I didnt feel safe in this town anymore, with everything going so fast, and with so many cranky mean people being so selfish and dangerous. I stayed home from work the next day and unwound (or got wound up) for the real world.
I don't understand why people can't be so nice and loving like they are at burning man. It makes me want to cry. Looking at pictures from the playa makes me want to cry. Thinking about all the stuff I missed makes me want to go back and make sure that more people know to clean up after themselves.
We ordered a pizza tonight, I hope it gets here soon.
