Movin' on up

After my joyous incident over the weekend, I had determined that Monday morning I would fortify myself within the Housing office until they gave me a different room. Well apparently they knew I was coming. Shortly after Bess woke me up with a phone call about how to replace a headlight, Housing called me to confirm that my original request (he smoked too) had been fulfilled for a room change. Yay!

So I boxed all my stuff up and moved it all of 4 rooms down the hall. I'm in 318 now if you want to send a candy gram or something. The lil punk has been replaced with Derek, the guitar player. That's right, low and behold you move to Nashville and yes, every other person really is a musician. Derek however has gotten into country music all of 6 months ago, and now the band he plays for has an international distribution deal with Sony, and he has shows in Illinois this weekend. First the Backstreet Boys, now...Derek. Oh, he's a RIM major like everyone else here, though apparently he'll be giving that up as soon as he's a rich and famous musician. Well, at least I can say I lived with him even if only for a little while. Maybe I'll at least get a free album.

edit (added later): When I was settling in I pulled out my webcam. Unable to resist, I went up to Derek and said, "Oh, I hope you don't mind, I do a little internet porn", with cam in hand. I could only resist laughing for a moment due to the shocked look on his face. He then refused my offer to help him make a few extra bucks.