Well, I was driving to work this morning, and there was a white car behind me driving a little too close. This happens often in this area, so I didn’t really care much. The lane I was in started to slow down, so I flipped on my turn signal, looked to my left, saw nothing immediately in the way, and merged over. Unfortunately the white car behind me saw the same spot, and must have sped up really quickly and tried to get there before me.

This whole moving thing sure eats a lot of my time. I have signed a lease, and the best part about my new abode, is that it sits two blocks from a Metra stop, and one block from an El stop, so I can basically get anywhere in Chicago or its suburbs without my car. Better yet, I’ll be able to get to work in about twenty minutes. Turns out I will pay $875 per month for this apartment, which includes heat and water.

Well, it’s been a little over a week living up in the Chicago area, and while I’m enjoying the new job, the commute is killing me. I’ve given up trying to buy a house up here, as values are ridiculously inflated, and my house hasn’t sold yet. I’m going to sell my car, and by the looks of things, I’ll be living in one of the better neighborhoods in Chicago: Andersonville, Lakeview, Lincoln Park, Wrigleyville, or maybe Gold Coast.

First of all, I’m posting this entry in LiveJournal only temporarily. I don’t quite have a place to live yet, I don’t want to bother with the task of porting my rather crufty hack of a website to yet another hosting provider, and the DSL hosting my server is about to expire.It was an interesting day. The drive from Bartlett to Evanston is almost exactly an hour and a half, but I expected that.

I don’t really think I’ve ever felt this guilty for something I’ve felt forced into doing. Comet is now at the Scott County Humane Society awaiting adoption, and I wish there was some kind of alternative. Why is he there? A number of reasons, really. Since the day he started using the litter-box, he never quite got the hang of actually burying the evidence. And just a short month ago, I’ve found that he’s been pooping behind the water-heater and furnace, a very hard place to clean.