Up in the attic

So I'm breaking in my new desk setup, my computer, my spot aloft in the top of a three-bedroom apartment setup, with this blog post. Consider this the pissing-to-mark-my-writerly-territory blog. Today was the day to hang up pictures, to move around more furniture, to make the ever-cascading mound of cds seem less likely to avalanche on my toes.

As some of you may know, I've moved to brooklyn. I've also dumped the facebook (still not sure how temporarily), started reading saul bellow, bought a platform bed base (with no mattress -- at least I got a twin-size bed with the deal), and picked up a desk from my boss, the Karen-Ball of this post (who is in fact Karen Ball). In other words, in the week I've been in this unit, I've started to adjust. There will be pictures, but not yet.

Some of you -- in this survey-style blogpost of my life since the last one -- some of you may appreciate that I've also gone on a cleaning jag. At least, with my portion of the unit. And that, the rumors, are well substantiated by the first few steps into my place. The rest of it will have to be determined.

Anyway, enough of this simmering shithole of a rambling, stupid blog. I think I've pissed in the corner enough.