I’ve got a some photos of the new place up at Flickr, along with several photos of Chaplin helping me move. Enjoy!

The blogging shall recommence in earnest this weekend with an Old Place vs. New Place comparison, and exclusive pictures of my new place.

I outbid In Touch weekly for the photographs.

Chaplin is still adjusting to the new apartment.

Guess which one is the real Chaplin and win a prize!*

note: prize is the satisfaction of being right.

The following people, corporate entities, and inanimate objects are hereby on notice:

1. Time Warner Cable. Four hours of pure fiasco, and I still don’t have cable. “It needs to come in from outside” apparently didn’t convey clearly enough the need for drilling, and thus for a signed note from the building manager.

The manager, of course, was elsewhere, so the guys (who were an hour late to begin with and didn’t call to say they were running beind) left.

2. The garage door at my old building. As I was coming into the garage with my last armload of stuff, someone started to try and come in. The door got about a foot off the ground and then crashed with a very loud metallic THUNK.

I’m writing this up via the Swiss Army Phone while sitting in my car, waiting for the super to come over. The length of time it’s taken for him to come over, let alone open the gate, is making him very close to being On Notice.

3. My back and my ankle. Listen kids, you stop fighting with me and I’ll buy you some serious painkillers.

Packing is going to take a lot longer than I thought it would if Chaplin keeps up his current trend of jumping in every single box I try to pack.

I know cats really, really like boxes, but this is ridiculous.

Annnnd the big news is: I’m moving!

After five goddamn months of trying to get away from “GO STEELERS! *clap clap clap* WOOOOOOO! *clap clap clap*”, I finally found a place that is a) nice and b) not completely insanely priced (for California…for anywhere else except NYC, I’d be buying at least a condo).

I’m moving to Santa Monica, and while I’m sad to leave behind America’s Smorgasboard of the Rationally Challenged, I’m very excited about there being a lot more shit within walking distance of my new place.

I’m moving Saturday, so if you know anyone in the greater Los Angeles area who’s willing to help me move in exchange for free furniture and small appliances, send them in my direction.

Pictures of the spiffy new place (new appliances! hardwood floors! granite everything! pool!) TK once I start moving stuff in.