New digs, new schedule

Pretty much in the new apartment full-time (at least, sleeping here). Still making the runs to Hillcrest to weed through stuff, although now I think that I'm to the last of it -- I have a crapload of books and clothes.

Occasionally life seems to come together by displaying these weird "this is how I thought adulthood would be like" type indicators -- and they're usually really strange things -- like finally figuring out how to keep my legs reasonably smooth through (regular) shaving, without it being a major production. Shit that an adult SHOULD know, but I managed to go 35 years without figuring it out. (The key -- outside the shower, use hair conditioner and a regular razor. I also got this lovely little thing called the Cleancut which is an electric/dry razor, which works great for pits, etc.) The whole body hair thing has been a major trauma for me growing up southern-italian-and-scottish that it's kind of cool having figured out a way to deal with it that doesn't require a $150/month monthly outlay at the waxers.

Other wierd lifestyle changes -- my hair has blonde tips, and my legs are tan. I never leave home without sunglasses and the ipod. Dresses are the preferred non-work/non-motorcycling wear. I have a total of 15 flip top boxes in my house. I am allowing myself only one of each of useful equipment (scissors, hole punch, and the like), with the exception of nail clippers, which I should rightfully stash in every bag I own. I get tired at 9pm and wake up naturally at 6am. I occasionally wear contacts, but only for practical (sporty) purposes.

I am happy to report that I am not contemplating plastic surgery. The southern california influence can only go so far.