let me start out by saying, god damn. i'm a sporadic motherfcuker. one post one month. another post months later. then i start a post, lose it because my broswer crashes, start it back up, never finish, and find the unfinished post a month and a half later. post it anyways.

oh shit. what's new in the world of me? i got a new camera, the sony f707. i've taken almost a thousand pictures since i got it, and how many have i posted? not a one. took it to one of the more recent parties, super duper sci fi, a skills production. (first link is to a few pictures edited so far, more to come) i'm simply amazed with the camera, all it's features, the crispness of the pictures. it's taking a little while to get used to it, being that it's the first non-nikon camera that i've ever owned, but i'm getting the hang of it.

now, in reference to the title of this post. the shit has hit the fan. about a month ago, a religious phenominon hit this house, and sent it into a whirlwind of uncertainty. i don't care to elaborate, because it wasn't me. anyways. it set a course of events into motion that have seriously fcuked everything. as of two weeks ago, it was determined that roomate1 was moving out. roomate2 and i can't afford the place on our own, so we realized that we'd have to find new places with a quickness. the next day, roomate1 decides that he's not sure if he's moving, and for now, he's staying. the next day, he's leaving. the next, or a few days later, he's staying.

somewhere in that week of moving / not moving, roomate 2 decides that a life opportunity has presented itself for him to get out on his own once again, and he's going to move. the same day, roomate1 decides with a slight finality (he's always changing his mind) that he's staying. when both find out the other's plans, we have a house meeting, deciding to at least give a month or so leeway if one of the three of us really decides to move.

then, yesterday, roomate2 finds a place. not the place that he wants, but a place that he can get into. now. as in two weeks from now. roomate1 gets angry at the lack of the month window, and fumes about the place. but, i'm cool with it. whatever. i'll figure something out. if i have to move, i have to move, but i don't want to.

so, i start thinking about the idea of getting other roomates to come in when roomate1 & 2 leave. i make some phone calls, but none are returned. then today, roomate2 signs a lease, finalizing the fact that he's out of here in two weeks. in a moment of rage-induced clarity, roomate1 realizes that he was planning on paying just about roomate2's and his share for a new place, so, now the idea is that roomate1 & me are staying here.

tomorrow, i may or not be moving.