Is it really that obvious? Even the cashier made a comment.



Ok, don't answer that.

So, my house-buying partner's real estate agent is my new best friend. It seems weird because I have my own real estate agent who I've been working with since I moved here from Boston almost 5 years ago. But I am way closer to Steve's agent, Ron. I just talked to him for the 5th time today, and we're meeting for brunch Sunday before going to open houses together. Meanwhile, Steve and my agent are both out of town this weekend. (Not together though. As far as I know, that is.)

I just thought that was funny.

In other news, the sale on my house went through. The "for sale" sign was taken away today and I'm officially renting my own house for the next month. It would really suck to break something now and lose my $1500 security deposit.

Looks like Mark had fun burning stuff in the desert. The art project he worked on got some coverage in the Chronicle and a photo on Wired News - he says that's him behind the scaffolding. I'll get the whole story when he shows up here on Thursday. Oh wait, is today Thursday? Gotta go.

Check it out - I can generate a map of reported crimes in my prospective 'hood.



It doesn't look that bad for two weeks.




Ok, one month doesn't look quite so good. I don't know. We're on the fence. But mostly because of the hoops we might have to jump through to take possession of the second unit. I mean, I like Steve and all but I don't want to have to marry or adopt him just to legally get two separate units. I mean, wouldn't married/related people WANT to live in the same unit more than unmarried/unrelated people? I'd really like to know who is making up these rules.

Ok, now I've seen everything.



For some reason this reminds me of the time my grandmother asked me what was the difference between an email and a fax. I guess you had to be there.