January 27, 2017: Owned

I closed on the house on the 24th. Internet arrived on the 25th but there was just too much to do and I didn't have any extra time to hang out here. Now my body is broken from moving and I practically beg to hang out online.

As I've said before in solo conversations, it's a seven-story townhouse with a lot of smallish rooms. I have three bathrooms, but when I'm down in my home theater room I still find myself wanting to complain that none of them are a little bit closer. There are 49 stairs. I have rediscovered my love of power tools. My speakers are still glorious, and still waiting for my damned receiver to arrive so I can use them (the expected date of arrival is the finally nearing).

Because we bought from a relative, and one I actually like, this was a very simple process. I don't know how the hell people buy houses from strangers.

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    1. And I will remember sitting on the Galaxy 500's hood eating pizza with a friend at the drive-in while watching an Alien chest-burster do it's thing to his character Kane.

      1. Yes, and probably one of the most gruesome and chilling deaths caught on film, at least at the time. I read somewhere that the other actors weren't told what was going to happen so they would react appropriately.

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