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Friday, May 24, 2002

It's not really the first night in my new place, but it's the first night that I've really had the place to myself.

I've spent a large portion of the time eating and unpacking. It feels really weird, because I had always imagined it would be somewhat similar to staying at home and simply being alone in a separate part of the house, but it's not at all.

It's a stretch finding things to keep me occupied. For one thing, I don't have an internet connection or cable or a telephone (besides my cell) and those are the three things that would normally keep me busy during a typical weeknight at home.

I ate some pasta for dinner, which is really the only thing I have in the apartment at the moment and, most likely, will be the only sustenance available until next Friday, or at least when I get my reimbursement for London.

Time to unpack some more.