UHaul… U Suck!

I should have known better than to trust any organization with a “U” in it’s name with my future. As long time readers and friends know, I’ve had a long standing war with UPS (who have done thier best to kill many a mardi gras party). Well I never considered the implications of the dreaded “U” in another company I have been engaged in commerce with.

UHaul lost my reservation!

Let me repeat that for full dramatic effect:

U-Haul lost my fucking reservation!

Yeah, the “F” bomb is desereved. So that (combined with the remaining packing I have) is delaying my exit stage left from Rochester by a day. I’ll be picking up the trailer tomorrow if all goes well. If not, then I’m in real trouble.

Chicago, I’m still coming. It’s just going to be another day or so.

Finally have the official new address. For those who are interested its:

5118 S. Dorchester Ave
Apt 605
Chicago, IL 60615

I’ll be there in a few days or so.

I really need to be sedated

well, the expected sleepless nights have finally hit. I’ve been cleaning/packing since I got home, with the exception of a half an hour where I desperately tried to sleep. I expect this is going to be an all nighter. On the plus side I can feed my occasional Howard Stern habit, what can I say… I’m a New Yorker with prurient tastes.

The apartment is more or less done. Mother nature has been helping in the cleaning process. I had a small flood in the apartment thanks to an open sky light. There wasn’t too much damage, other than the loss of a bunch of papers that I was building up the momentum to throw out anyway.

Purging is your friend is my new mantra. 11×15 really bring things into perspective. Also thanks for LJC for hooking me up with the Chicago welcoming committee! I’d love to get in contact with you folks!

I can’t believe that I’m leaving kodak.com in two days. Well technically one day. I really need to sleep. At the same time I’ve returned to the halcyon student days of “Wow, I managed to stay awake for 24 hours! MY GOD, the world is amazing and everything is so vivid.”

… I expect that around 10.00am I’ll be catching up on much needed sleep at my desk.

30 days of work, and less than 30 till 30

time is beginning to fly by fast. I finally got my apartment in Chicago. And no matter which way I slice it, I think it’s going to cost me $1000 to move! GAH!… GAH, GAH! And that’s U-Haul. Like U do it U-self! I’m am not loving life at the moment. Drea had suggest that I get a furnished apartment and store my stuff. I’m beginning to think she was right.

No, check that, she was right.

And in general my mental state is all over the place. I have to pack, figure out how to move without going broke, take a trip to the west coast for a vacation, turn 30 (which will happen regardless of whether I’m ready or not) and then move.

61 days, dear god!

i just calculated it and as of today I have 61 days until l more to Chicago. Sept 14 is the proposed start date. One day less than two months. What-have-I-done? The freak out has officially begun. And the worst part is this comment isn’t a joke.