My new apartment

Well, I moved in on Tuesday, that was in experience in and of itself. I'm sure everyone is aware of the concept of Murphy's Law:

"If there's more than one possible outcome of a job or task, and one of those outcomes will result in disaster or an undesirable consequence, then somebody will do it that way"

Or simply put: "Anything that can possibly go wrong, does".

Apparently my mothers cat picked my move in day to get a kidney blockage. My mother loves this cat, refers to it as her son, and on more than one occasion has said shes leaving everything to it. Nothing out of the ordinary, most people form attachments to their pets. So, she decides to take the cat to the vet, I understand, I'm not completely heartless.

She returns home, and lo and behold her shrubs are halfway cut, and she literally throws a fit and is stomping and throwing a massive tantrum outside of the house on the sidewalk. All quite entertaining to see a 47 year old woman loose her damn mind, and incredibly embarrassing at the same time. My father shared my thoughts on this as well.

After my mothers spectacular display, and being delayed a few hours, we finally packed up the cars and drove to my current housing accommodations. I have a nice two bedroom apartment, and am currently waiting for my roommates to move in on Sunday and Monday.

As with most new places I have found a few problems here and there. My least favorite one is the lack of an Ethernet port for my desktop, and that my coaxial out put does not work, thus leaving me with out any entertainment until yesterday. I'm still waiting for maintenance to come and repair my cable, yesterday I picked up my school issued laptop, and have internet since the whole campus is wireless.

The building and the room have character though, so the next eight months of torturous studio and lab classes may just be bearable.