Needing a Change

I think it's high time for me to move. I need something new in my life, because I'm getting excessively bored. Why am I still living in my parents' house when I'm almost 21? I'll tell you why--I don't like doing things that are outside of my comfort zone. And moving in with a bunch of girls I don't know is definitely outside of my comfort zone. For all I know, I might end up with a girl version of Norman Bates who ends up stabbing me in the shower when I'm not expecting it. Or worse, she might be one of those people who can't sit through a movie without asking, "What's going on? Who's that? What's going to happen next? Does he die at the end?" Ugh. I shudder at the thought.

Oh well. Time to put my unfounded fears about roommates aside, pack up all of my junk, and move to a lovely ghetto apartment somewhere. There. I've said it. Now it will probably take me another 7 months or so to actually act upon it. :-)

Quote of the Day: No matter how rich you become, how famous or powerful, when you die the size of your funeral will still pretty much depend on the weather. --Michael Pritchard

(I know that quote has nothing to do with anything, but it's cool.)