February 2005

Maybe it’s because I always have such wonderful luck, or its cuz I really am living in the worst fucking apartment imaginable, but now there’s no hot water. Halway through my shower I had to jump out due to the sudden freeze. And I am NOT going to work unless I’ve had a hot shower.

MK’s asleep as I type this, and man is she gonna be pissed, even more so than I.

I hope this isn’t a sign of things to come, where every day till I move out is another disaster. What’s next? The bathroom ceiling caves in? Again?

Thankfully some friends know of my plight, so they’re helping me with the search. They’ve all asked what I’m looking for, and maybe it helps, or maybe it actually makes things more difficult, that what I’m looking for is so unbelievably basic, like the ability to use the kitchen, period. Again, mine is so fucking disgusting that it defies any sort of proper description…. you’ll have to ask folks who’ve seen it to for themselves…. hence why I have yet to cook a single meal while living there, which is funny since I had pretty much the same problem, though not to such a ridiculous degree, in my pervious apartment in Brooklyn, meaning I haven’t had the chance to cook in years.

As I told MK last night, nothing could possibly worse than what I’m living with now. And I hate to be a person who uses an absolute, but as someone who’s had the worst psycho girlfriend ever (which anyone who has heard the ordeal can confidently attest to), I’d like to think that I know the very definition of the word “worst”.

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So it happened again this morning: from out of nowhere the water turned molten lava hot while taking a shower and I was seriously almost burned alive. This time I was able to react quickly enough, but I wasn’t so lucky perviously, which was actually one year ago this month. I panicked and slipped in the tub, with the side of my head smashing into the side (my tub is the kind from the 30′s thats separate from the wall and has legs, plus the bottom area is extremely shallow, making it very hard to get a good foothold normally). So when I fell, it caused the tub to move away from the wall, and the tiles that were in place to direct the water into the tub and not on the floor broke off.

Precise memories immediately afterwards are vague: I recall flopping like a fish why lying at the bottom (the water was still searing), awkwardly stumbling out of the tub, and feeling extremely ill, my head throbbing and feeling dizzier than every before in my life, hence why I think I might have had a concussion. When I made it to my bed, I recall my leg feeling very hot; I has assumed was my skin due to it being burnt, but I was surprised to find out it was blood which was freely flowing. One of those tiles that had broke made a nasty cut in my right leg.

Anyway, you’d think that would be enough of a sign to get the fuck out, right? I had been at the apartment for less than a month at that point, so I had yet to be fully exposed to the disgusting living conditions which are now almost legendary. So you’d think this morning would be another reminder again, right? Wrong.

Because I found out last night that I really do have to move out. When I noticed recently that the wife was pregnant, I knew even more headaches would be on the way. So I have just been told that the husband’s mother is moving in to help raise the child, meaning I have to make way and move.

If I actually enjoyed living where I do, I guess I’d be pissed, but in a small way I’m somewhat relieved to have an actual reason to find a new place. Other than the NYC public access and free high speed internet, I really cannot stand where I live. Yes, being in Manhattan is extremely convenient (and it’s easy on MK as well) but to be totally honest, my 30 from door to door commute to work has made me lazy, which as resulted me in coming to work over an hour late on a regular basis.

Though the main reason why I have stayed where I am is because I hate moving. It’s just such a toll, both emotionally and financially. Plus now more than ever, I just don’t have the time. Which is why I’m starting super early in hopes of not have to do decided at the which potential roommate is the least insane (and I’ve had a pretty poor record as of late).

So if you know you or anybody you know who’s nice and sane needs a roommate by April, please let me know. Personally, I’d be thrilled to have myself as a roommate because…

… I’m quite friendly and easy going. Serioulsy. And for those time I’m not in a good mood, I make damn sure to keep it to myself and to not let it spill over to other, unrelated things. If I have a bad day at work, I’m not going to scream at someone out of the blue for forgetting to buy toilet paper. Though if something is up, I’m not passive aggressive either, I can’t stand that shit. Which leads to…

… if there’s a problem, I like to actually talk things out, and without a hint of attitude or sarcasm.

… I’m a clean guy who looks after himself. I’m not a Nazi about it, but I make sure to clean up after myself and that the common area is devoid of my crap.

… I’m not a total sociopath. I want a cool roommate, but I’m not looking for a best buddy; I have plenty of friends, plus a girlfriend (who by the way is totally nice and normal and is not going to cause a stupid scene that will make everyone’s life a living hell).

… I can pay the bills on time.

… I’m practically never home anyway.

I guess the race is on.

- In other news, I’m almost done with the first Sandman collection and am really digging it thus far. I said I was going to try and get more serious about comics this year, so that means really tacking my backlog of stuff acquired at cons (which actually dates back to the first MoCCA). I still wish I had more time to actually draw, but I’m not bullshitting this time when I say I really don’t have time!

Plus I’ve made a new comic book friend. Her name is Rana and she’s studying cartooning in Minnesota. She IMed me out of the blue when she thought I was a colleague and asked how “my pages” were coming along, and not realizing the confusion, I assumed that she was talking about my submission to True Porn 2 (which like I said before, will not be appearing in it). But we got the chance to chat about “the scene”, both the negatives and positives. She was originally referred to me by Dave a whiles back as he was first getting into LiveJournal, and then I noticed shortly afterwards that she has some affiliation with the insert credit circle, which further shows that the world of comics and video games, which are both by themselves very small, are starting to merge.

Back to True Porn 2 real quick, Robin gave me a sneak peak at his collaboration with Katie, and I was totally floored. I fell in love with her work earlier this year and I have feeling that everyone else will finally do so as well when they see it. Robin said it best: “That girl is gonna be a star.”

And real quick, some game related stuff…

- Nintendo has a new media player called the Play Yan which lets the DS run music and movies, and starting today they’re offering a line downloadable games called “Garage Games”. You download them onto SD cards via a PC.

The first game is called Inset and there will be twelve in total (its been said a special thirteenth game will be available only to Club Mario members). For more info, check out the Garage Games site.

I haven’t seen any screen shots, but from the site, as well as the name, I get the sense that these are really low-fi titles, which sounds pretty cool. I’d love to see Nintendo also release older Game Boy games for the system since you can’t play GB or GB Color games on the DS. But mort of all, I’ve love to see Nintendo release this in America, but we all know that’s never going to happen.

- Sony just announced that the manufacturing problem in the PSP production which has been causing problems with the square button has been fixed. Furthermore, they said it was related to excessive untrimmed resin with the unit’s molding and coating.

That’s funny, considering the president of the company said the problem was there on purpose.

- Here’s the newest web-game sensation: Nanaca Crash.

- And not to come off as some know-it-all, but I really do catch wind of almost every bit of gaming news or hijinks as soon as it hits, I just don’t report it all. So it may be old to some (it certainly is to me), but for those who missed it the first time… Katamari Doh-macy and Katamari cosplay…

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