I guess I'll give this a shot.

Well. Here it is. I've finally caved and started a blog.

I am warning you all, this will be random and probably read like a de-railed train of thought.

A little bit about me:
My name is Codie. I'm 31 years old. I am a personal assistant/administrative assistant and most of the time I love my job. Currently I'm living with my parents and grandmother because Connecticut is a HELL of an expensive state. If you're a single person (meaning single income) it's damn near impossible to be able to afford your own place. I think a recent study found that unless you make $60,000 a year, you most likely can't afford to RENT a 2 bedroom apartment in the local area. Now if that isn't some messed up shit, I don't know what is! I don't make that much, but I don't make minimum wage either and I STILL can't afford an apartment. Even now that my car is paid off I can't. The apartment I was living in up until this past summer was $1300/month plus ALL utilities.
When I lived in Florida a few years ago I had a two bedroom apartment with a lanai (screened-in porch for the layman) for $625 a month. And we were one mile from the beach. They say the cost of living down there is proportionate to the wages. I disagree. I transferred within Ritz Camera when I moved down there and they told me that they were going to have to cut my wages due to the area. They ended up cutting me by $0.75/hour. Big freaking deal.
I don't understand why it is so expensive around here. I mean, yeah, it's beautiful, but no.
A mile from the beach in FL - $625.
Within view (and auditory range) of the interstate in CT - $1300.
Error. Error. Does not compute...

Anyway, before I got on that tangent I was telling you about myself.
I have a cat named Oliver that I love to death! He's one of my favorite companions.
I am a big fan of tatoos and New Kids on the Block, but separately. I respect the girls (and guys) that go out and get the guy's signatures and/or likenesses inked on them, but that will not be my choice.
I'm a driver, which is one reason I'm a terrible passenger. I've come to realize in the past couple of years that I have some serious control issues. I like to be in control of most things, therefore, I don't drink much, I HATE getting lost and I'm not much of a fan of flying (though I do it a few times a year).


Well, I know this leaves off abruptly, but I still feel it's a good start.

I hope you enjoy.
Please feel free to comment!

Codie