September 19th

I am no longer homeless.

Nor am I any longer susceptible to meningitis.

I have a bank account, a phone, registration for both school and healthcare, as well as a little corner to call my own.

Yesterday was brutal. There was a lot of waiting in long lines/queues and little organization on the part of the University. In fact, as Luke pointed out, the registration for healthcare and the meningitis shot were the only well organized processes all week. (Oh, and I'm kind of an American hero for getting that Meningitis shot. The needle was HUGE!) I can only imagine what "fresher's week" will be like.

The really exciting subject is my new flat. Well, I call it a flat but it seems more like a single dorm room with its own bathroom. It's likely the smallest room I've ever lived in. No worries there though. I have the place to myself, so it's all gravy. I've yet to meet my flat mates because, honestly, I've yet to leave my room. I've been organizing everything and putting stuff away.

What a task.

This is my room. The walls are purple.

This picture to the left shows where I'll sit when I do work and stuff like that. Notice the well placed shelving unit.

Here to the right is the scenic vista that I may partake of any time that my eyes drift up from my computer screen to the window.

I made my bed. Not like manufacturing, but

more like tucking in sheets and the like.

I'm finding that space is really at a premium in this room, but I should be okay so long as I don't increase the quantity of items in my personal inventory by too much. Clothing storage, for example will not solely rely on drawers for pants, underwear, sweaters, socks, and tee-shirts. Instead, pants and sweaters are segregated (unfortunately) and are forced to live in the wardrobe with my jackets and collared shirts.

As you can see to the left, my pants and sweaters are

forced to cohabit on the top shelf of my wardrobe. The

socks accused them of shacking up, but the sweaters

insist that it's "Just until one of us can find another place."

To the right, here, is the common room for my

flat. We have two refrigerators which is nice.

This is the kitchen (attached to the common room.) The cabinets kinda smell like curry. But Hey! There's already a microwave oven. Bonus!

I'l probably post more pictures on here so long as I find stuff worthy of photographing. I hope the visual aids help. Now I have to go get lunch (I skipped breakfast.) and pick up some stuff. They UNITE housing people don't provide any toilet paper. They don't even give you an initial mercy roll; so if you're in bad shape when you show up, you better waddle somewhere else FAST. The flush power on this baby is pretty strong though. I should probably get a plunger anyway. Those of you that know me pretty well are probably fervently nodding your heads right now and mouthing the words, "Yes yes, for the love of god yes, buy a plunger!"

I also need cups and stuff.

So off I go to grab lunch and make a grocery list.

Catch you on the flip side.

- Jonathan "Just One Mercy Roll, Please" Trenary