A brief tour of the Kaiserhaus.
It came from Darkest Suburbia...
It's not news to anyone who regularly reads my piddling blog that I recently moved back home with my parents. However, unlike the stereotypical nerd, I'm not living in their basement, I have the
upstairs suite. I'm living quite well actually, and even if my friends are far, far away, at least the rent is cheap here.
I'll admit, it's a bit strange, after living on my own for two years, to be back witht the 'rents. I suppose I've gotten used to it for now, or at least I've accepted it as the best temporary solution availiable to me. Bust I'll admit that things do get a bit boring around here, I don't really know anyone my own age, and I'm not exactly going to hit up the bars with my parents... gah, that would be akward.
The creature lives up these stairs...of DOOM!
My consolation for moving away? A totally rockin' home theatre system, a job that pays decently well for someone not done with college yet, and quite a bit of free time, even though I'm working around 40 hours a week. However, I think my current situaton only proves the old adage... you know, that one about having every material thing in the world is worth nothing if you don't have friends. Sure that TV is nice, but what's the point if I don't have anyone to play Mario Party with?
Posted by Brandorf at July 9, 2005 2:16 PM
