I'm not moving next Friday after all. The DSL people flaked and said they wouldn't be able to install it at D's house on time. I can't begin working from home until the DSL line's installed, so I'll be staying another two full weeks at Ghettoridge and working at the office until then.

I'm actually OK with that. It gives me more time to pack and procrastinate. Yay, procrastination!

I'm composing an "Ode to Ghettoridge" entry, which will be up shortly. I don't think I ever told you about Paul*, my drunken, crazed former nextdoor neighbor, nor have I ever gone into full detail about Darren*, the slightly retarded, kind-of-creepy-at-first-but-now-he's-OK-I-guess guy who took his place. (How's that for hyphenization?)

So yes, Ghettoridge. If nothing else the entry will make you appreciate where you live even more.

*Names changed to protect me.