Loading ...Ah, Moving Day.
By Evan ~ February 4th, 2008. Filed under: daily life.
It never ceases to amaze me how many times I’ve had to move since relocating to Los Angeles. It seems like every month I’m packing up and leaving one temporary home for another. This is the fourth in nine months. Luckily, I’ve managed to remain in the same neighborhood the entire time. Each successive residence is within one mile of the last. I went from near the 101 to near the 2 to a residential street roughly seven blocks off of Sunset to another residential street roughly two-twenths of a mile off of Sunset. Who knows where I’ll go next, or how long I’ll stay. It seems to me that something always arises, and there’s always new reason to pack up and go again.
The one thing that always baffles me is how the hell I’m supposed to organize my room. Historically speaking, I perform atrociously when it comes to working with spacial relations. On a middle school aptitude test (one of those IOWA or KAT tests), I scored in the 38th percentile of students when it came to spacial relations. I guess the closest real-world example that equates to would be…I’m one of the cross-eyed, drooling retards who tries to fit square pegs in round holes (like my penis, in your sister’s butt). A few years later, I failed my high school geometry final. Although I finished the year with a B- average, I cannot help but think my grade was severely deterred by the fact that I still possessed no spacial relations acumen.
Now I’m 24 years old and I have trouble figuring out how to best position a tiny bed, a tiny work desk, and a tiny bookshelf. I started with the bookshelf standing tall against one wall, next to the desk, with the bed alone on the other side of the room. Now I’ve turned the bookshelf sideways and run it across the far war, and put my desk next to my bed on the front wall. I’m still not satisfied. I’m wondering if I even need this stupid computer desk, or if I can make more room some other way. Maybe one of you assholes can draw me a map of how best to fit this, this, and this into a room, and I’ll pick the one that looks the best and do it. I’ll reward the winning design with either oral sex or pot. Yeah, that’s it.
