Nekkid, Clueless and Feelin' Good: January 8, 2001

Monday,
January 8, 2001

NEO, Dallas cabs and Tom Thumb

Ooer. Today's entry is going to be severely terse because I'm tired, man.

I spent all day in New Employee Orientation. I now have my new badge, a slew of pens and pencils from various divisions that came to lecture us, two stress sticks (these multicolored bendy things), a whole cardboard carrying case of paperwork, and a new friend in the IT Purchasing department (which could be very handy).

Dinner was purchased at Tom Thumb (a supermarket chain that is within easy walking distance of the apartment, although I really wish I still had my little shopping cart) and scarfed in front of the TV while I watched Robert Downey Jr. do his fabulous thing on Ally McBeal.

Then I took pictures.

	The apartment proper. A corporate place owned by TSB, and described as an "Executive" apartment according to the rental place's paperwork. Nice, clean, good security system, and I can walk down to the local Blockbuster. The decor, however, is a white with jewel accents. Um. . .a bit stark, maybe.
My living room. An extraordinarily comfortable couch (wound up falling asleep there last night), a wireless phone so that I can wander while chatting with my honey, and an artificial ficus in the corner.
	The dining room, my current writing/communications center. When I first got here, the table was set with dishes, napkins, placemats and candles. I soon fixed THAT. And yes, my Wedgwood is sitting on the little glass display cabinet.
Kitchen with all the expected amenities. The rental agency left me a little box with munchies when I first got here -- a lot of them are still in the cabinet because they're loaded withg carbs, but the two bottles of water came in handy. Um, must remember to get a Brita water filtering pitcher, yes.

I'm not showing you the bedroom because 1) the bed's not made and 2) I couldn't really get a good angle. Suffice it to say that it's big, comfy, has a fan on the ceiling and a walk-in closet, and a connecting door to the bathroom (which has this huge oval tub. I can't quite stretch out in it, but I can certainly float.

Oh, and the apartment comes with a full-sized washer and dryer. I think I'm in heaven. . .

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