14 April 2002
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I regret not chronicling my journey to Georgia in any sort of detail because now that I try to recall it, it all seems a blur. But I did learn some lessons during the trip and in my first few days here. April's taught me a lot so far. - Waking up at 5 a.m. isn't terrible, even when it's really 4 a.m. thanks to Daylight Savings, when you know what you're waking up for. - Kenny Loftin's "personal items" (probably suits and shoes) will take up four times the amount of truck space as your entire life. - Columbus' cost of living rating is way off. Gas and movies are almost the same price, two good indicators, yet Atlanta is supposedly way more expensive than C'bus. It's weird. - Humidity takes getting readjusted too. (Although it's really good for dry skin.) - Publix is no Meijer, but it's close. - My mom is more obsessed with Survivor than I am. - Southerners love their Chik Filet. - Just when you're about to break down and call your ex is precisely when he'll call you. - It doesn't take much sangria for me to start telling my mom stories she really doesn't need to hear. - Remember than just because two roads run parallel doesn't mean they don't also intersect. - When you're 22 and your mom buys you stuff, it's cool. When you're 25, it's embarrassing (but still appreciated). - My theory on even-numbered ages being "good years" takes on more validity with every beer consumed. - Being without home internet access for two weeks sucks. - Eating pints of Ben & Jerry's is a nice indulgence, but not two days in a row. - The number of cute boys spotted in one day in ATL far outnumbers the number of Ohio cute boys spotted in four years. (Hyperbole, but the point stands.) - My mom and I can be together for 10 days and not kill each other, though we'll come close. - I have way too many framed photos to display in a 700 sq. foot one-bedroom. Especially ones of Mo and me and of the Little Peep. - My stepsister, J, will grow on you, especially when she's in her own environment. - Deciding to wait on the kitchen table you fall in love with in Columbus will ensure that you won't find it, or anything like it, in Atlanta. - The landscape is similar enough to Houston's to be disorienting. Add in an apartment that is eerily like the one you just left in Ohio, and you have a few mixed-up first days. The notify wants you. And the forum wants you to help me get a job.
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