over the hump and into the

a thursday morning that finally doesn't feel like swimming through smog. we'll see if that holds til noon.

am settling into this business of being solo in the house. putzing around with lists of tasks to accomplish - buy these shelves, paint this room, clean this floor, wrestle with the couch (which, incidentally, i finally managed to get into the apartment - after widening the downstairs door, took apart parts of the deck and pretty much forced it through j's office door). freakin' stuff. even as i resent the fact that i have it, i seem to be fairly adept at acquiring more.

been battling that familiar low grade depression thing lately - you know, the one that involves lying on the couch and staring at the pets, thinking you should read or at least do *something* that sort of counts as productive, but the only thing you can muster is to crack another beer and flip through the million and one channels on the digital television and end up watching infomercials for some amazing new tupperware system (we just got digital cable installed - it's nasty shit... to defend myself, i should mention that we only got it to sweeten the deal for our tenants. i was afraid nobody would rent the apartment, but in the end, these two very nice artist types did, and on my first ever showing. probably didn't have to throw in the cable and the internet but at least now we can write them off, kind of). soooooo i finally hauled my ass off to the gym yesterday and i think it helped. don't feel like calling it a day already, so that must mean something.