I'm going to have a balcony!

 I have an apartment in Somerville, MA!! I refuse to live anywhere that doesn't have the most rickety looking landmarks and anything younger than baby Syracuse founded in 1820. I am extremely exited for a billion and one reasons, one of the highest being container gardening on my first ever balcony. I also can't wait to have multiple roommates and a real TV. Sometimes, it really sets in how survival mode Santa Fe has been for me. I hope to one day not have to choose between fun and necessity next time I am in this city. I want real snow and real store hours. I want a deli.

The last major pieces I need are a successful moveout and a job lined up. I have applied to enough spray-and-pray fake indeed positions and now I am using references and cover letters. PLEASE HIRE ME!! I will do anything for $20 an hour full time. 

I have moved on a bit from KSFR. I like it when I want company. But when I am writing and I am thinking and especially when I am applying to jobs, something I want a stream of every jazz song ever and a few ads for the third annual whiskey and cigar festival. So I have been listening to station 101.5, the Cat. I am listening to it now and I really like their choices except for their jazz vocal pieces. Those are either the wonderful classics or someone doing some horrible cover. Often a white man doing something his voice wasn't ever meant to do and he sounds cheesey. 

Oh my god now they're playing teh fucking ODD COUPLE THEME!! A song I didn't know why I knew until I used my phone to tell me.... don't let my dad find out about this. Also when is Gen Z going to discover the Odd Couple on YouTube shorts so it can take over my feed and I stop seeing Sachiko and her evening drinks bc I, too, will become a female alcoholic. 

I have fallen into a routine I often go in and out of which is that I can't watch anything but youtube but every youtbe video looks bad. Also, all I want to do is play video games. I haven't written a letter or really truly tried in my diary or read some non fiction which are all hobbies that, to me, take a little bit of effort but have a differnet kind of pay off than playing Tomodachi Life. I think part of the problem is my messy living room and always being in my bed. But I love my bed!

At some point I must make a post about all the things I feel about the new Tomodachi Life, which I have played several hours of but no one would know, since my switch has been offline for quite a while. I am a mega fan of the second Tomodachi life game, to the point of playing the japanese-only original for a little while (this feels like a cover letter but maybe I am writing too many cover letters). So I know what I loved and I know what I miss and I know what I am very happy isn't in the new game. 

Okay, I must go to bed and not ramble about something I know I could make an organized post about. I need to go to bed to prepare for work and work and work tmr!

Goodnight Krilltopia! 🖂🍞