Seems like most people in the world have some kind of bug up their butt. That's what I see when I browse the web. Don't get me wrong - people do lots of fascinating things, tell great stories, and are sometimes heartbreakingly selfless. But these things are all tinged with aforementioned butt bug. One of those bugs for me (that is, in my personal butt) is that people let their fears and prejudices affect their better judgement. Naturally, this makes me a garden variety hypocrite, which suits me fine. for now.

I spent a lot of today folding up the cardboard in my living room so I could stuff it into the trashcan style recycle bins the apartment provides. When I walked outside with my first double armload, though, I found that the week after christmas is kind of a busy time in the recycling world, and not only were all the bins hard columns of used-once cardboard, but the entire enclosure around the bins was jammed to bursting with flattened boxes, packing materials, and wrapping paper. In the past, I've avoided getting rid of boxes because the bins were full. This time, I just tossed everything on top of the mess in the enclosure and went back inside to clean more, conscience clear.

Cleaning my house seems like a good way to start the year. It's also a good prelude to moving. I'm getting outta this overpriced dump. I need to find a reasonably priced dump. Fortunately, since the last time I picked a house, there was this huge boom of online services, so now I can browse apartment listings in my area online! 1 Bedroom! Washer/Dryer! Garage parking! Dishwasher and a View! Looks like I can save at LEAST $500 a month and get everything I want. I must be getting reamed on rent here! I'm so happy!

Oy. Monday. Scary.