So today was okay I guess. I was at work and around 11:00 I got this call from the apartment complex I was interested in, in Houston. Turns out they were doing the final bits of paper work, before they placed me on the "priority waiting list", and they had a problem with some of my information. Namely that I didn't currently clear three times the amount of rent per month. I of course politely said that 1) I was pretty sure I could afford the place on my current income because it's not that much more than I'm paying now, and I always have money left over anyway. I'm compulsive about saving and budgeting; I even opened an IRA last year Nevermind that I haven't actually started my real career yet, it's never too early to think about retirement right? And anyway 2), and most relevant as far as I was concerned, it was pointless to look at how much I'm making now anyway, since there's no chance I'll still be working there after I move anyway. And of course I should theoreticaly be making more in whatever job I do find, now that I'll actually have a college degree. But still the gentleman, who, while pleasent, sounded unnervingly like a recording, insisted that I'd still have to document evidence of other money if I wanted to get approved. So I got his fax number, and then proceeded to worry about whether or not I'd be able to sort this mess out the whole time I was at work.

On the bright side one my coworkers (whom I hadn't previously mentioned here) said I seemed quiet and asked if everything was ok. She's really great, as well as being really fun and cool, she always notices everyone's moods. So anyway I felt a little better then, and tried to tell myself that I would be able to sort it out and even if I couldn't I'd figure something else out anyway.

So then I went home and gathered some information (I'm also compulsive about keeping everything in organized files, so it wasn't that hard to locate). Then I headed over to Kinko's to fax it. Funny thing about this particular kinko's, I've only been there twice, once today and once 6 or 7 months ago, but neither time did I actually have to pay for anything (Just as well since obviously I need to start saving up for rent ). The first time I couldn't work the copy machine so the guy just did it for me and told me not to worry about it. This time I couldn't work the fax machine, so the guy (I'm pretty sure this was a different one, I'd have remembered this one ) did it for me, then for some reason, which I didn't quite follow, he told me not to worry about paying. It was some sort of issue with the register I believe. Anyway it was funny that neither time they actually wanted me to pay lol. And it was also cool getting free stuff from a cute guy.

Anyway so I got home and called them back, and he said it would take a little while, while they ran everything and he'd call me back. So he did about an hour later and YAY! I was approved.

So everything worked out O.K. And I had a nice interesting little thought. I really enjoy analyzing everyday expressions and stuff, and thinking about what they'd mean literally. So anyway I walked into the kitchen and Timmy freaked out when he saw me and ran out, probably because I'd just finished fussing at him for going into the bathroom when I wasn't looking (Timmy is one of my two cats by the way, I'm not just some kinda weird, really bossy roommate ). So I said "it's OK, you can be in the kitchen". And then I got to thinking "Be in the kitchen"; on the whole "To be, or not to be" "I think therefore I AM" sorta level, it's kinda like I was saying "It's okay for you to exist here", which of course is exactly what I was saying, it's just weird to think about. Then I realized "I AM in the kitchen". Then I thought "I've BEEN in Virginia". It just seems so much more philosophical. And it's like "I'll BE in Houston". Ok so that probably only makes sense and seems interesting in my head, but it was a nice little thing to ponder. Anyway have an awesome day everyone and take care!

Kevin