| Mar022007 | Catching my breath |
Hi Addyboo!
First of all, I have emails from friends from a month ago that I need to reply to. Don’t worry. I will. I want to. Things just keep jumping in the way.
Dog Whisperer is eighteen awesomes
I’ve been watching a lot of TV lately as a way to escape a lot of responsibilities. First of all, it doesn’t work. Second of all, it’s pretty toxic.
Last night, as a good will gesture, I skipped Grey’s Anatomy and spent the time researching credit cards and car purchasing. Today I found out that it didn’t even air. So I guess someone is looking out for me. Right before I left, mum joked that I’m always so damn lucky and someone always seems to be there for me.
Anyway. Relocation. Yeah, now we’re at the business end. After having been successfully cleared by immigration and getting a social security card, I have some things to think about:
God, I am so American. Yay consumerism!
- credit card
- driver’s license
- car
- car loan
- car insurance
- renting an apartment
- more insurance
- decorating this apartment with furniture
- decorating this furniture with cute girls
Ok, so the credit card I mostly dealt with this morning, I’m with the credit union that was recommended to me. One or two more steps and I should have more plastic for my wallet. My regret is that I didn’t ask for a day or so to read the contract before signing. There’s nothing remotely bad about the contract but it’s always a point that makes me uncomfortable, I need to be more assertive and tell people to hold up while I pore over the legalese.
Down payment! Monthly payment! Interest! Fees! Insurance! Maintenance!
Car stuff? God, I’m so green at this. My greatest fear is committing to a financing option and regretting it immediately. It’s a matter of pride more than it is dollar value. I need to prove that I can shop with the sharks and come out on top. Just because I have more money now doesn’t mean I should be any less careful.
For cars? I don’t know really. I might go the safe bet and get a new Honda Civic Coupe LX. New because I don’t know what to look for in a used car. Civic because they seem to be the most harmless car you could possibly ever buy. Coupe because everyone in America over the age of 16 has a car and I’ll be damned if I ever let kids in my car. LX because I’m a spoilt brat and I’m too in love with things like keyless entry and air conditioning.
Housing stuff? No clue. I need to start reading shitloads on the internet because I move out of corporate housing in about one month. Rent is still looking to be about $900 to $1200 from what people say. I will need to budget for this and car repayments and World of Warcraft subscription (I’m kidding, WoW sucks).
I’m not so much in love with the city now. I do love living above street level and having a parking garage because it’s so deliciously snobby. But it would also be ok to just live close to a big soulless strip mall and be near friends.
I love lamp
Furniture? IKEA. Maybe some Urban Outfitters. Throw in an oversize bean bag. Think college dorm meets anti-conformist yuppie; the classic post-post-graduate look. Or fuck it all and sit on the floor in the dark, eating straight out of pots and pans.
You guys only bug me because y’all are sexually frustrated
To those who thought that moving a city would mean instant girlfriend, hah. All those people that went on vacation or exchange were trapped in a building with other lonely, horny twentysomethings. I am trapped in amongst people who look at photos from the 1970s and think, “Yes! Beards and that long hair are a great lifestyle choice!” I know, I realize the Australian accent is a thing of beauty and I do understand on some level how being so foreign has made me more appealing but I haven’t actually met anyone yet. I generally don’t make friends, I steal them.
…So you will have to cut me some slack there. Once I find my footing, I promise I will make you all (more) jealous of me.
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