I’m finally settling in to my apartment and my routines. I have to say it’s quite fun. Tonight, I came home from work, took a walk to the shops to get a smoothie, came back, set my DVR to record 24, and then turned on the championship game. At one point, I was watching the game in HD, while on my cell phone as part of a conference call, while my chicken tikka masala was simmering, and paying my energy bill on my laptop. How the hell did people ever get along without technological multitasking?

In other news, I had lunch with my boss today. Randy schedules everybody for lunch and cycles through the company, and it was finally my turn. Rather than going to some fancy restaurant because lunch was on him, I opted for Freebirds because they are just the best damn burritos around. He found this amusing, which I think is a good thing. Turns out he loves Freebirds as much as me. Lunch was good, and it left me with some odd observations. There are some younger people at work that have started to act… what’s a good way to phrase this… exactly like I did 3 or 4 year ago. That “I’m hot shit, get out my way, I want to lead even if it means pissing off everybody around me” kind of attitude. (See, I actually have gotten humbler.) Some of the ways I was beginning to describe them and what kind of growth I wanted to see out of them sounded familiar to me. Then I realized it was exactly how people like Karen, Justin, Margaret, and Drew used to talk to me. So I guess a little thank you goes out to everybody that put up with my shit back then and talked me down so often. You were right. So that was a nice grounding moment.

In other news, fuck that championship game. I didn’t want either team to win. I hate Florida. I hate Ohio State. I was hoping the floor would collapse.

Update: Just did my taxes (my real taxes, not my Bungalow “taxes”) and I’m getting $900 back. Take that government. Time to put that in my severely depleted saving account and let it gain some brothers and sisters. God that sounds more boring than I intended.