This would be the second "Oh look I have internet at home again" entry I've typed in the past three months, which means that, by default, it wouldn't be as interesting as the first entry (which wasn't that interesting either) and therefore, to avoid that, we'll just sum up the entire thing in one sentence and be done with it so the time that you'd normally expect to spend on the rant of the virtues of cyberspace can now be devoted to some other random form of rambling.
The apartment now has internet access.
Okay. Now, moving on.
[Warning: long post.]
A description of the apartment is, I suppose, in order. The apartment is large and very airy-seeming because of the vaulted ceiling in the living room and the MILLIONS of windows. Okay, that's an exaggeration. But there ARE a lot of windows. Two per room and five in the living room/dining room area (they're connected). That's not taking into account the glass door to the balcony and the window in the kitchen. The windows themselves are very unique, being the up-down kind instead of the slide-sideways kind and always letting out a monstrous squawking noise when you let it down. We also have lots of shelves, most of which we have discovered and a few of which may still be hidden. We'll eventually have to make acquaintances with all the shelves just to make sure that the previous owner didn't leave something evolving away in a backwards cabinet.
Annie was here all the way until Monday, during which we went through our joint possession and discovered that we had three cheese graters and the odd mayo-maker (I kid you not; and then later Kate used the mayo-maker and made mashed potatos). Kate's been here and will continue to be here, exercising her increasingly frayed self-control over the numerous phone calls from her relatives. Just during lunch today we discussed whether or not she was in denial still, as she originally said she was, after she pointed out that she's not finding anything to freak out over at all. I pointed out that if there's nothing for her to freak out over then there shouldn't be anything for her to be in denial about, either, so we hypothesized that she's in denial about being in denial.
My new job started this Tuesday, more or less to my surprise (especially given that I've just contacted the professor on Monday) and so far it has involved a lot of labels. I've successfully wrote the word 'SPINACH' 120 times and noticed that it is in fact similar to the word 'SPANISH'. I've also in the course of my employment (i.e., Tuesday and today) tried a piece of smoked salmon. That was interesting.
Layout? Yes. I did say that school's starting, didn't I?
Just to mention: clicking squirrels. If anyone's curious, ask Kate.
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