New title - now with 100% less creativity

Before I started writing this blog I was curious as to just how easy it would be. It must constitute some effort to be able to constantly write about new things all the time. I've never been a diary person either so that was another strike against me. Now after four months I've found that my fears were baseless. Writing a blog is easy!! The hard part is constantly having to come up with some kind of witty title to act as a "hook." Perhaps from now on I'll come up with some kind of generic numbering system for my posts. How does Bravo-two-niner sound as a title?

The apartment saga continues. I was looking for an apartment with my roommate but he has since decided that he wants to live in Ikebukero. So then I resigned myself to living alone (which I prefered anyways) only swing back to the roommate side of things when a friend living in the apartment next door said she'd like to move but stay in this part of the city. Yes she. I'm not crazy about living with some chick but then again I'm not really crazy about living with another guy either. That's just my personality. However the hard truth is that it will cost you a fortune to live by yourself in a small (SMALL) bachelor while two people can live quite cheaply in a two or even three bedroom apartment.

It may appear that my personalities have battled it out and my cheapness has emerged victorious over my anti-socialness. That isn't actually the case. For me anti-socialness always wins out over cheapness. However the all-powerful desire to play videogames wins out over everything. And it's very difficult to play videogames if you have no money. Now that I think of it that's probably why I never go out clubbing. My cheapness, antisocialness and desire to play videogames come together to form an indestructable alliance. An axis of stick-in-the-mud as it were (yes Laura I used that term again-im sure you're aghast.)

This weekend was pretty boring. I didn't go out because it was raining and because the upcoming apartment costs have left me even stingier than usual. Instead, I answered the call of the Fatherland and spent the afternoon hunting merchant convoys in the North Atlantic. Those crafty Canadian merchants have been trying to get supplies through to England since 1939. My Unterseeboot (U-boat) will see to that!