Transition period.

First night in the new apartment: many boxes, very messy. Ate Indian dinner with A., and discussed money as meme, Dark Knight as allegory for current American fears, and whether that guy in the corner was my ex or just a long-lost twin. Fell asleep early. Excellent evening.

First dinner cooked in the new apartment: rotini noodles with homemade meat sauce. Mmm. And a slice of roomie's/roomie's boyfriend's tasty HyVee pizza. Nom nom nom.

First party in the new apartment: bbq reunion of all the old journalism dorm friends. Tasty burgers and epic fruit salad, as well as a guest appearance by Samuel L. Jackson. (I have had it with these monkey fightin' snakes on this Monday through Friday plane!)

I'm still in the transition stage, but it's starting to feel a little bit like home.