House music

At some point I’m really going to have to make a budget. I think. What keeps me from doing that is the fact I have no idea what the end point is. Or what that even means. (All suggestions welcome. Suggestions may be ignored, only to be adopted later.) Right, so, how can you budget for that? One thing I do know, is that spending less is better. Plus I think a relatively constant state of dis-ease about where I’m living is just my thing at this point. Thusly I’ve found my next hostage. I mean house.

The kinda sorta plan is to move to the new place the first of the year. It’s about half the rent. But it does involve two roommates. So, as I sit here typing away and singing my head off along with Ben Folds’ “Philosophy,” I wonder, how’s that gonna work? And what about my crouching-tiger-hidden-dragon baby?

Frankly, I think I’m doing great with all the not knowing. And I’m not going to obsess about the house situation. It is a reasonable switch. Plus the one chick who lives there is into the idea of going to Ubud to learn to surf. That would make for a rad March. Yes.