Antisocial weekend

Should that be the new band name? Probably. It's catchy, eh?

No, "antisocial weekend" is actually this weekend's theme. Here's why:

• I'm trying to close the house(!).
• I have two separate 15-page research papers due in two weeks and I'm going to try and hack out all 30 pages this weekend so that I have a more social Valentine's weekend.
• I really want to go skiing but don't have time and should basically write-off all that money I gave Crystal Mountain for that season's pass.
• To the last two bullets, this quarter of school is torture and grad school is socially the exact opposite of undergrad.
• I've had some long work days this week in preparation for GSMA Mobile World Congress in Barcelona in two weeks (No, I'm not traveling for that one. Boo.)

So, I have some exciting things (the house!) and some unexciting things (research papers) happening, but they're all equating to an antisocial weekend.

Wake me when it's over

Here's a simple equation of logic:

If real estate causes stress...

and stress makes me sleepy...

then real estate makes me sleepy.

Go big to go home

After seeing a couple more houses in Tacoma, I decided to make an offer on what I'll dub "The Oakes Tree." Here's more of The Oakes Tree in pictures:

And in video:

Stay tuned for updates, and cross your fingers!

Home is where the sale is

We're heading back to Tacoma tomorrow to look at homes, including one serious contender on North 10th and Oakes St, which is 105 years old.

Goal: Avoid The Money Pit.

Sleep: 1, Earthquake: 0

Maybe it was just me, or maybe it was the bottle and a half of 3-buck Chuck that Amanda and I downed last night, but I didn't feel any earthquake this morning. I slept peacefully through it.

The Seattle Times reports the 4.5 magnitude earthquake occurred at 5:45 a.m. this morning.

And who else besides me first heard about the earthquake from someone outside of Seattle or even out-of-state? News travels faster than natural disasters these days, I suppose.