Humans keep checking up on me as if they were worried about me for some reason. I appreciate this but I hardly think it is necessary. Some blonde in shortie shorts is skulking around my apartment doing laundry. I think she's skinny roommate's friend. She is marginally not ugly except she has a giant brown splotch on her face where it looks like a beauty mark exploded.

Still no word from the IU dollar money people.

I kinda knew better

So far my new adventure in lifestyle has involved the same stuff I did back in Monticello. Except now I cook and clean for strangers and drink beer at night. My television's remote has no batteries so I haven't watched any in a little while. I made dinner for my sister and Julie (one of my room mates and Caitlin's friend) and my sister's boyfriend David. So far every night he brings a multi-racial band of people into the house and they proceded to bring in the noise and bring in the funk in my kitchen. My bedroom is below the kitchen, so that is how it sounds. They actually just got back. They all snuck out after I made them dinner and cleaned up the kitchen. I don't really care that I wasn't invited, but I am still a little blah.

I came here for people. I'm buying interpersonal relationships with a side order of education. I am trying desperately not to get short-changed. I will make an effort not to settle on the first pair of tits that is mildly interested in me despite what I think of them.

The wal-mart here is like a hong kong bazaar. Busy, over crowded, and no one speaks english or has non-black hair. I didn't know IU was a big asian college. Not that I have anything against asians.

Bloomington: day 2.

Move in day

I am here, in my duplex four bedroom apartment/townhouse dealie. I have my own bathroom and it has a deck with a grill on it. My room is passable in size (bigger than my Monticello room) and I only forgot half a dozen things. Like pillows. I might use my new laptop's webcam to post pictures but I doubt it. If you're sexy enough to be in with me like that, we'll talk pictures later.

My sleep schedule is getting sort of messed up. I sleep for 12 hours then stay up for 36.

Bruce Lee is neat.

Got my school stuff set up.

I think my two front teeth are going to fall out soon.

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