*Tick-tock*

*Tick-tock*




Welp, here's a picture of the new new place...maybe. I find out tomorrow if Bonni, my co-worker, wants me or a girl who also saw the place tonight to move in with her. After that it's a credit check, an application, signing a lease, and deposits. I have until tomorrow at my current place and Friday with the Echo Park place before I'm kicked out onto the street. Am I worried? You bet your ass. But if I learned anything from Harold and Kumar--and I like to think I learned a lot--the universe has a way of righting itself. I like to think I've been rolling with the punches so far, and I'll just have to keep doing it if Luck ain't no Lady tonight. We'll see.

After today (and maybe a bit of tomorrow), I'll be radio silent as far as my Internet is concerned because I have to get all of my shit out of the Brentwood place after work tomorrow. I'll try to keep in phone contact with most of you guys so I can keep you posted and (hopefully) prevent you from worrying too much.

Also, not only am I personally "intercontinental/when I eat French toast", I'm international with my blog now, too. I don't know if she's a regular reader or was just visiting on a whim, but say hello to Queenie and check out her kick ass fiction blogs Rolling My Eyes and THE BUS "Tales From the 2A Dundas". Keep up the good work, Queenie. Hope you come back soon.

I can see that I'm nearing the dark side of the moon, so I guess I'll talk to you guys again whenever my orbit sends me back your way. Take care, guys. I'll talk to you soon.

D

[UPDATE: Hey, if anyone gets this before the Craig Kilborn show airs tonight, could someone watch it for me? Larroquette's going to be on for another show he did with the same company, and I'll be in bed well before it comes on over here. If not, it's all good. I just wanted to get a third party opinion of his public persona in addition to what I get when I ask him about it tomorrow.]