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Oct. 3rd, 2005 05:42 amYep, still alive.
We're all moved in, even if half our stuff is still in the garage. I'm beginning to feel like I live here, and I have at least some idea of where all the important things are, even if I haven't gotten around to unpacking them yet. I got all the nifty electronic toys set up in my room over the weekend, and Mom, who is the man, as they say, played with my phone outlet until it was wired to my line, rather than the main. So I'm coming to you from my laptop, in my room, on my very own desk (which we did NOT have to take the door off to get in my new room, though it was very close) from my very own phone line. The only problem is that my connection's at 28.8, and that's the best we've been able to get around here. It's better than Mom was doing at the old place, on the crappy old main line, but I was spoiled, and I'm really hoping that the reason for this is that the construction crews and or SBC haven't buried the main phone boxes for the neighborhood yet. Which would make sense, since they're still building down to the end of my block.
I swear, from the way those construction guys stare, you'd think they'd never seen two white chicks before. They stared at everybody on the days we were moving in, though, my grandfather and my aunt and uncle too. Maybe they're just curious about who they built the house for, but it makes me uncomfortable, to the point where I don't want to walk past more of them than I have to on my way to the mailbox or home from the bus stop. Yep, that's right- as of next week I'm taking the bus home from school, since it's either that or wait till Mom gets off work. The joys of living farther away from work and school.
But I love it here. I love it love it love it. I'll be posting pics soon, but they still need to bring by the shutters that go on the outside front of the house, and I want to wait till it looks all pretty before I take my pics.
More later, as I must now go hunt up my school crap. Uh, yay.
We're all moved in, even if half our stuff is still in the garage. I'm beginning to feel like I live here, and I have at least some idea of where all the important things are, even if I haven't gotten around to unpacking them yet. I got all the nifty electronic toys set up in my room over the weekend, and Mom, who is the man, as they say, played with my phone outlet until it was wired to my line, rather than the main. So I'm coming to you from my laptop, in my room, on my very own desk (which we did NOT have to take the door off to get in my new room, though it was very close) from my very own phone line. The only problem is that my connection's at 28.8, and that's the best we've been able to get around here. It's better than Mom was doing at the old place, on the crappy old main line, but I was spoiled, and I'm really hoping that the reason for this is that the construction crews and or SBC haven't buried the main phone boxes for the neighborhood yet. Which would make sense, since they're still building down to the end of my block.
I swear, from the way those construction guys stare, you'd think they'd never seen two white chicks before. They stared at everybody on the days we were moving in, though, my grandfather and my aunt and uncle too. Maybe they're just curious about who they built the house for, but it makes me uncomfortable, to the point where I don't want to walk past more of them than I have to on my way to the mailbox or home from the bus stop. Yep, that's right- as of next week I'm taking the bus home from school, since it's either that or wait till Mom gets off work. The joys of living farther away from work and school.
But I love it here. I love it love it love it. I'll be posting pics soon, but they still need to bring by the shutters that go on the outside front of the house, and I want to wait till it looks all pretty before I take my pics.
More later, as I must now go hunt up my school crap. Uh, yay.
