Zombie Will Think for Food

Hello from Tempe, AZ! Guess what? IT’S HOT HERE!

Yes, you’ve read that correctly: I’ve managed to poach a slightly inconsistent internet signal for God knows how brief or infrequent a time and I’ve decided to enlighten you all with the knowledge that it is hot in Arizona. Like, 115 hot, 90 at night hot. In this instant, I cannot fathom how human animals first decided to settle in a place this hot.

Whining aside, I’m well! Dad and I pulled into Arizona and its freakish time warp (I now write to you from the Pacific time zone) yesterday afternoon, and after some minor kerfuffle with the movers and some local traffic, my belongings, my father, and my self all rest under the same roof.

I can’t lie: actually getting to Arizona was difficult. Me moving here has been so abstract for so long, even through the 33 hours and nearly 2200 mile drive. Getting here was a real fact of how much my life will be different: this is a city, with tons of people and tons of road closings to confuse my GPS, and it all felt very overwhelming. I’m sure it will again, but tonight, Dad made chicken with diced tomatoes and we watched Pete & Pete on DVD. The apartment still smells too new to be mine, but as in all things, cooking (and family) helps.

The internet is too sketchy right now to post any more pictures, but I will when I can—we came through some truly incredible stuff in New Mexico and Arizona, and pictures of the apartment will follow once it’s presentable (well, as presentable as it will get, anyway).