Studio Life

Moving out is....many things. The process of moving out is not fun.  It is tiring and makes you pull muscles you didn't know still existed in your body.  Moving is emotional, for me at least.  Being exhausted doesn't help my delicate emotional balance either.  I am finally moved in and it is wonderful.  A big shout out to my family for helping me move and getting me great gifts to get me started.  My family gave me the best housewarming party with delicious food, ping-pong and gifts.  We had laughs and ate a lot.  Wine was also involved which is always fun.  I love me some wine! Yeehaw! I'm also very classy.  
Saturday was the big day and I slept remarkable well with only a few interruptions in sleep.  Yesterday one of my good friends came over with gifts in hand.  I thought she was going to bring some dessert because I told her that I didn't have any of that.  Frankly, she could've showed up empty handed and that would've been fine with me.  But, she didn't.  She came with a giant orange gift bag containing a pillow pet ( now named Bugsy ), a Starbucks card and a bottle of pink sparkling wine ( we pretended it was champagne ).  We realized it is not saveable, so we drank the whole bottle while listening to my iTunes selection.  We stayed up entirely too late, yet I made it to work 30 minutes early, so it all worked out.  I love living close to the freeway!
So far things have been good at my apartment.  It is a very quiet complex which is nice because I like to sleep since I always wake up so early.
Now the name studio to me usually implies art is taking place in tiny creative spaces.  It could be painting, pottery making, basket weaving, sketching, writing; you get the picture.  Apparently in my complex there is not a lot of that going on.  I did notice after having my sliding door open and a nice breeze flowing through that the breeze suddenly smelled like weed.  I'm not a fan. At all.  I had to close my slider and turn on my fan.  So I'm hoping this is not a common thing of smoking the weed on a Sunday morning while I am trying to enjoy a cup of coffee and visit with my lil' sis.  Apparently studio living inspires some to create and others to smoke the day away.  
I've also discovered that starting from scratch is ridiculously expensive.  I spent $100 gift card at Albertson's and got nothing! If it had been a Sprout's or Trader Joe's gift card I'd have food for weeks.  Okay maybe like 2 weeks, but still! Okay done ranting.  I have food and I did by Ramen noodles because they are cheap and I figure it's required if you live on your own to have Ramen noodles.  I'm inspired by this studio life.  Maybe, I'll write a play like Rent and eating Ramen and sweating in the sweltering heat because my neighbors are smoking the weed and I don't want to smell it so I suffer with my door closed. And then my play will make it to broadway and I'll be rich and famous I say...rich! *evil laugh*