It seems as though my updates coincide with changes of residence.
I am now residing in graduate housing. Ignoring the eerie coincidence of again occupying a Chapin building (the name of MSU’s music building), it’s everything I wanted it to be: proximity to campus, a big room, full kitchen, and no landlady to make life awkward. In fact, my move here is exponentially more satisfying because of that last reason.
For courtesy’s sake I will not recount the details of my previous living situation. Instead I composed a limerick based on a “fictional” situation:
A guy named Sammy Smorder
Lodged with a manic hoarder.
He paid the rent
And off he went
Across the Setauket border.
