So let me get the laughably sad photos out of the way first. Then my cozy-even-if-there's-never-hot-or-even-warm-water-apartment as a whole.
There are no crisper drawers. Or food, really. But only one of those complaints is my fault.
My whole four glasses. JFK (X 2) watches over me.
Some of the winners in the battle for moving selections. Good for you books, you made the team.
The apartment could be worse. I have lived in worse. And I would be so much more miserable if the job weren't awesome. But thankfully the apartment is bearable (hot water lack aside, major sads) and the job makes me happy to walk to work in the morning. I'm just trying not to dwell too much on the loneliness and am thinking of projects to work on that will get me out and about, like this Tumblr for finding trees that remind me of maybe the tree from American Gods since that tree is a southwest Virginia tree. Like I needed more projects. But I've got free time and now I have Internets so in the words of Zoidberg, why not. I've also had some invites to some social stuff next week, and a Twitter meetup, so hooray!