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I moved to Boise Thursday the 10th. I loaded up on Red Bull shots (which I never drank, probably for the best) and rice crispy treats ( which I did eat, totally for the best) and was on the road by 6:30am. Terrified, I drove my tin can of a car the 366 miles all by my lonesome.
Thankfully, I made it with out any problems. The drive went by quickly, probably because I spent most of the time daydreaming about puppies (time flies when you're having fun!).
I arrived to my main man and a totally sweet apartment. After years of living in college dumps (run down houses with 4 dirty boys, third story of a domestic violence clinic with party animals, old duplex with a shitty cat...) this place looked like a dream. Washer and dryer, dish washer, and AC? Hell yes! My first order of business after giving my BF a friendly hello- Good Times. Yes, that little burger joint pretty much drove me to Boise. Those fries, oh God those fries.
I spent the rest of the evening in my comfy abode inhaling grade F beef and fry sauce.
Day two of Boise was spent in a haze. I slept a total of 3 hours my first night. I layed wide awake listening to every sound of my new house thinking someone was trying to break in.
Friday evening my friend Kolbie picked me up for a night of Rock Band. Yes! Back in Eugene, we would rock out to this game almost every night. Kolbie made some muddy buddies (which I had never had, is that some mid west thing or am I just stupid?) and I did my darnedest at the drums.
Saturday morning Will's mom picked us up for some car shopping. My super lucky BF was going to get a new Subaru. The shopping took hours but in the end we ended up with a pimpin' 2002 Subaru Forester. The huge ass moon roof rolls back so I can stand up and be all "New York! New York!" It's awesome.
Saturday night my friend Laura picked me up and we went to her house to hooka. Well, she did, I didn't. I don't want the black lung, ya'll.
Sunday I was too tired. I stayed inside and konked out on sleeping pills around 9. Party Hardy.
Monday was yesterday, and yesterday was Monday. Will and I went downtown for some Guidos pizza, and walked around the town. After a bit of window shopping we remembered The Record Exchange. Excited, we walked the blocks and found it. At first, I thought this place rocked, but I was quickly disappointed when I discovered the d-baggery of the employees. Dudes who work record stores are always ego-trippin', it's a fact. But these guys, they just thought they were hot shit. Their eyes followed me in total disgust, practically screaming "We don't serve your kind!" Sure, I was dressed in pink, looking all sweet and mainstream, but I was also combing my way through X, Minor Threat, and The Germs. Puh-leeeze boys! I know you thought I was lost. I wasn't. I know my shit, and you can eat it. Then Will gave me a hug. Easy enough, until I looked over and saw the two said employees mocking us, pretending to grope one another. Final straw boys! We left, and I contemplated grabbing will and having a disgusting display of dirty affection outside their window, finished with a cute little birdie that is my middle finger.
We traveled on to The Flicks. I expected it to be something like the Bijou, Eugene's most awesome church-converted-to-movie theater. It's pretty darn close, minus the obese cat (RIP Boo) and probably a few ghosts. We saw Paper Heart. Awww. It was pretty good.
TOOOO MUUUUCH TYYYPPPINGGG.
Ok, whew, that brings me to today. I'm still in my PJ's so needless to say there isn't much to update on. I've got a job interview lined up for tomorrow, I'll fill you in on that later.

I haven't been here too long, but so far I like it. However, here are some weird things I have noticed. Idaho, you so crazy!
*Pumping your own gas- Say what!? I filled my car before I crossed the boarder. I am terrified to do it myself.
*Sales tax- Whats the use of a dollar store if you're really paying $1.06? Despite the LIES, I still love Honk's. My dad would love Honk's too. They sell RC Cola.
*LDS, LDS temples, and people who say LDS- What? First off, its a weird religion, sorry. Second, Your temples are EVERYWHERE and every time I see one I get all excited thinking it's like some super cool place but really it's for wackys! Third, no one says Ladder Day Saints, they say LDS, which in my mind comes out LSD, which just makes me picture Conservative peeps tripping out on acid. That part is kind of cool.
*Location, location, location- Everything here is so spread out. Gone are the days of walking 100 yards to Safeway (ah, Safeway, that will be next). I now have to drive 15 minutes to get ANYWHERE, and to make matters worse, I don't know where anything is in the first place! Gah!
*Safeway, Market of Choice, Whole Foods, Trader Joes- You don't have ANY OF THEM Idaho! Whats up with that? I want my Safeway M&M cookies, you don't got it.
*Stinker gas stations- Ha! Stinker...

So that about gets us up to date. I should probably do some more unpacking...