Just a little short of breath...

I wish the above sign were fake, but it isn't. One of the many reasons why staying in school is so important.

A new school year is starting this week. The new school year part doesn’t really apply to me, but this does mean that one day soon, presumably sometime this week, I will come home from work and find myself with new roommates. Getting new roommates scares the living daylights out of me. Instead of looking it as, “Yay! New friends!” I see it as, “Shoot, what if they are skanky slobs who don’t put their dishes away and sit on the couch all day and watch movies?” It’s definitely a pessimistic part of me.

For now, I am enjoying the time I have my apartment to myself...or mostly to myself. Jon is currently homeless, as many other Provo students are, so he is staying at my place. There is a period of time after students are kicked out of their housing and can't move into the new place because the landlords are "cleaning". This is a very kind thing of me to do because I love my alone time more than anyone I know. It hasn’t been that bad though. He cleaned my fish tank yesterday, has made my bed for me a few times, and keeps pretty clean. This being homeless thing has some pretty good perks for Jon. He is eating better homeless than he does when he has a home (for Free!) (chicken parmesan, homemade cookies, fajitas, and I think we are going to make steak subs tonight! Yum!) and he found some friends in my ward that love playing MarioKart as much as he does.