I Require Efficiency!


Moving sucks. I know you know this, but I want to just state it once more for the record. I feel like I've been moving for a month, and I pretty much have. Heather and I have made our place a really cozy haven, but we still need dining room chairs. And a towel rack. And a shelf in the kitchen. And lots of plants. And more Christmas lights. And bathmats. And damn it if the sink isn't leaking again! And why are our landlord's 50 buckets of paint still sitting in the backyard? It can be an overwhelming experience.
Having said that, I love my new room, and roommate. I'm especially digging my new neighborhood (once a hippie haven to far-out folks like my dad, before he was my dad). Found the local health food store to be totally up to par and only blocks away. I'm feeling warm vibes all around, and I know now this was a good move. Now if my upstairs neighbor would just take off those stillettos before trampling around on the hardwood floor so I can get some mother$%^&@*! sleep.....zen, Sarah, zen.....
Oh, also for the record... my latest experience with Comcast cable installers has been nothing but pain and suffering. The first guy reeked of weed and couldn't figure out how to hook up my cable, after arriving one hour later than the cut-off time for my four-hour window. I'm not saying the weed was to blame, but he did just have that one task, after all. The second guy (the "supervisor") was an hour late for his prompt appointment the next morning and managed to get the cable working fairly soon. But then he proceeded to answer a phone call that involved a lot of cussing- he was shouting obscenities, actually- in the middle of my bedroom as I stood there in my bathrobe, needing some personal space and feeling just slightly put out. Just thought I'd share that little gem with you.
I'm glad the Playboy post got such a healthy debate going. More of that, please. I'm always listening.
They tell me it's time for a voice coach. I'm totally excited. It's such a bizarre job requirement that I can't help but be stoked to soon tell folks my pipes have been classically trained, dahling. Lord knows my voice could use a little expert advice anyway. The karaoke bars know the awful truth...
Watched the film "The Bachelor" last night on TV. Skip it. Why do they even make movies like that? Dumb premise, dumb flick. Also caught "When Harry Met Sally" on one of the rerun champ stations. That movie sure looks dated these days, but it's still a keeper. Billy Crystal rules.
It's time to go home and start measuring and cutting sheets of sticky-backed contact paper to fit inside small junk drawers so that little, unnecessary things can be stuffed inside them and I can feel better about never throwing anything away because the contact paper makes all the junk look more organized.
Yes, women are insane. I'm afraid of us too.
Have fun storming the castle!


Reader Comments (54)
Enjoy your new digs. Moving may be a pain in the arse, but living in a new abode is very exciting.
It'd take a miracle."
Moving is for the birds; getting utilities turned on or transferred can be unbearable but it will happen and I wish you much happiness in your new home.
You did get a cable wide-band? I hope so.
Just goofed.
Funny thing was, I unhooked it from the cable for a day or so, powered it off, "rebooted" the box and wow, it worked.. Thank god too, it was just in time for TSS!
-A
LTR Girl.
Dig bury me underneathEverything that I am rearrangingDig bury me underneathEverything that I was slowly changing
I struggle in violated space,Sell out motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck me,Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight,I ain't sellin' my soul when there's nothing to buyI'm livid in my spacePissing in my faceFuck you while you tryTo fuck me
Dig bury me underneathEverything that I am rearrangingDig bury me underneathEverything that I was you ain't fuckin' changing me
Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,Let me help you hold the glock against your headLet me help you tie the rope around your neck,Let me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,Let me help you hold the glock up to your head,Let me help to chain the weights onto your legsGet on the plank fuck
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Listen here.Is it a possibility that we're all just equal? Slam the power down, abusing!Does it piss you off to be beat at your own game?You lead us with false morals and shelter reality!
No more... we're not buying your product when you're selling the wordspreaching silence!
Insult me in my home where you were never invited To live life off yourcurve, frustrating!Throw sticks into the spokes to relieve insecurities.Stifle all ascension and sticker our freedom of speech!SO WRONG!
Sticker this, censor this, ban this, we've got something to say!Police this, condemn this, damn this- we'll be heard anyway!Middle finger is the flag that I wave when I'm silenced!SILENCED!
Don't tell me what I want, don't tell me what I need.Don't tell me how I need to feel, I feel GODDAMN NOTHING!Dig the eyes out of my face, I can still see right fucking through you.Fuck you and everything you are, I'm me, we're us, and that's all!Closed mind with a forum to criticize, keep your policy and I've got mine.Exploit me, fabricate your lies, we empower these cowards just to be left insilence!
Listen here:Stand on my soapbox and speak my own peace. Whatever you may think, it'sREAL!Prevail through what is me and step on your beliefs.Thieving spineless sell-outs robbing our integrity!
BRING IT ON!
Sticker this, censor this, ban this, we've got something to say!Police this, condemn this, damn this- we'll be heard anyway!Middle finger is the flag that I wave when I'm...
Voice lessons huh? Yeah, I had to take those too many years ago. I culd saund liek deeis eef I wunted tew.
Moving... yyyyeah, never a pleasent experience. Stay sweet now ya hear?
And remember, don't suffer from insanity.. enjoy it. :)
I just moved on Friday and I want to %*^#ing kill the #$$hole who quoted our moving cost. He gave us a quote of $2,100 after walking through our house with my wife with her telling him that we would move specific items.Well, needless to say, the quote was wayyyyyyy off. Thursday two guys came out to box up our stuff and brought 100 boxes because the esimator said it would only take 80. Well, a full day of boxing later, they didn't get to our basement or our garage - both areas that my wife told the estimator that we wanted them to move.Come Friday morning, the "lead guy" of the movers told us that we'd need an additional three guys to box things up to get everything done on that day and it would be an additional $1,400 for them for the day (WTF? $1400/3/8=$58 per hour! I should quit my regular job and do moving for a living!) ;)Anyhoo, he told us this after 1/3 of our stuff (that was already boxed) was already on the truck. We spent hours trying to get in touch with the estimator totry and figure out why he was so far out of line with his estimate - first excuse was that we must have had more stuff in our cabinets than he thought (duh!) - not our fault - he walked through the house and OPENED the cabinets. Second excuse was "Oh, you wanted us to pack and move the stuff in the basement and the garage?" --Uh yeah...you expected us to leave our furniture and my tools for the new owner?Long story short - we paid the #@$%ing $3,500 but my wife and I are working on filing a suit against them in small claims court (we have the written estimate), filing a complaint against them with the State's Attorney General and the Better Business Bureau for deceptive trade practices and finally I am contemplating contacting our local TV station that a year or so ago did a big expose on moving company fraud like this.
always pleasantly surprised to hear the most best movie ever quoted, especially by youngsters.however, i am now forced to use the best.no, not "does anybody want a peanut".
i don't think that means........what you think it means.
..a woman after my own heart
Matt C (the lifetime achieving one) you just had to rub it in didn't ya'? :) I have to agree with you on cable companies and their installers. My situation: No drip loops on drop and lots of leakage and bad runs. Quality control is to blame also. Have fun with the DVR! Stay cool everybody!
And... upack those boxes as soon as you move in. If you see a box... make yourself unpack it. Otherwise you will see that same box a year from now mocking you.
As far as the other stuff you need. Make the decision to get it and then go get it.
Booyah!
-Dew
Nice Princess Bride quote by the way.
I feel your moving pain!!!
Also, if I were to buy a Playboy just because there might be a "hot" woman in it, that only happens maybe once or twice a year. Too many of them have had work done and it's a turn off for me. Don't know what it is but when a woman knows how to "keep it real," then it says that they are more confidant about themselves.
And if you are planning on doing Playboy let me know, I might check you out. :cP (laughing)
Stephen
There is a place in Baltimore City, Maryland called Fells Point which is pure college area. Don't know what to compare to but it's filled with 20-somethings in the area all the time. Would love to live there! Only thing that sucks is it costs a lot of money. Grr... guess it's something that i would have to save up money for.
I bet it sucks to a neighbor that walks all over the floor when you sleep. I'm hard of hearing but I can hear enough that if someone makes a noise when I'm sleeping, I reach for a baseball bat. (laughing) Just kidding.
One thing that I used to do is I would get those ear piece headphones and play some soft music so that I can listen to something soothing and fall asleep. If you are handy with a piece of wall mounting tape or a velcro tape, you can put a portable CD player on the wall and if you turn over with the ear piece will come out of the CD player without pulling the actual player down and smashing you in the face while sleeping.
Good luck actually getting a Comcast cable guy that doesn't smoke pot, think he's George Carlin or Chris Rock, knows what he's doing, and doesn't show the crack in his derriere!
Didn't care much about The Bachelor, the movie. I don't even care much about the one that's on tv or any of those crappy shows. Reality tv? Talk about UNreality!
Billy Crystal is funny at times but he's no Robin Williams. :c)
Women might be insane but for some reason I still love them!
Later!
Stephen
(I had cable internet ONLY for $64 a month. I got basic cable, now I pay, in total, $55 a month. wtf!?!?)
Anyways, I like the site, and you rock my socks.
-shawn
Or just a note in the email, I'll take this offline.