- I went and signed the lease for my new apartment. It’s a done deal. Those realtors really try to nail you with the money down front. Jesus. Effectively, we had to put down three months worth of rent up front, and a four bedroom apartment is not cheap.
- Played the Breeder’s “Cannonball” off of Last Splash on repeat for half an hour or so because it was in Jacob’s head all day. Now it is in my head too. It was in my old roommate Sammy’s head for 3 months.
- On my way home from the cave, when I changed from the green line at Park Street, I decided to take the red line home rather than walk through the Common alone. When I got to the platform, I noticed a guy whose wheelchair was nearby, but he was lying near the edge of the subway platform with no pants or underwear on; they were over the platform and on the tracks. He was in a pool of his own urine. There was a MBTA policeman there standing next to him, presumably to ensure that he didn’t fall off the platform or stick a part of his body out over it when the train came. He was making loud, unintelligible noises at seemingly random intervals (the guy, not the police officer). It was pretty interesting just to watch the reaction of people. They tried to get as far away from him as possible, and a lot of others just stared at him. I stared at those people, mainly.
- Two words: Magic Wallet.