fast times

things have been pretty ridiculous lately. unlike all those suckers in barbri or the like, i've simply been moving, apartment hunting, and job interviewing. this has meant a lot of driving in the last week, since i'm looking for apartments and jobs about an hour and a half from where i am right now. we've already been there twice, and now i have to go back and bring the dog (for the landlord to meet) on sunday morning (dont worry matt, this doesn't fuck up our tee time, i got us a 230pm on sunday...i should be back by then). this will be a 3hr round trip so the guy and his wife can meet the dog for what, 15 mins? christ. and to make matters worse, they live on the top 2 levels of the house and have 3 dogs of their own. so i dont know what they're so concerned about, especially since i crate santos when i leave the house and i promised to get area rugs for each room (which i would have done anyway, i think hardwood floors suck ass).

so after i go i'll come back here on sunday since there's no place for me and santos to stay there, and also we have that tee time. but then i have to go back on tuesday for a second interview at a place. i'll be there tuesday from 11am-830pm so i won't get home until 10 or 1030 tuesday night. maybe i'll stay at dominique's mom's house, since i won't have the dog. then maybe we could look at more apartments on wednesday. i dont know.

alright whatever, that's it for now