It’s taking awhile longer to move to SF than I would’ve liked, but I am getting there.  Still in Chicago at the moment but the stars have been very much in my favor; I have a PLACE out there now and a lease and a move-in date, yayyy!  Not in the city proper but over in the East Bay… that was mainly a budgetary choice, similar to one I made when I moved to Brooklyn instead of Manhattan.  Anyway… so I now have less than one month to get my ass and all my possessions out there.  EEEEKKK!!!  I’m kind of in a panic, but it’s a good combination of scared and excited.  Excited because I really do love that place, and for that and other reasons I really can’t think of anyplace else I want to live right now.  But it’s a little scary because of course I can’t be entirely sure I’ll find my niche and adapt well to living there… and naturally the move is pretty nerve-wracking in and of itself.  But it’s cool, I know the drill.  I keep doing this over and over — San Antonio -> Austin -> Guadalajara -> Austin -> San Antonio -> Austin -> Brooklyn -> Chicago.  It doesn’t freak me out too much.  I do feel like I’m getting too old for this shit, but I was probably saying that when I was 12 years old.  ;-) And now I’m getting really bad deja vu that I’m just rehashing shit I’ve already said here before, so I’ll stop the bitching.  ;-)

The new place is pretty teeny so I’m trying to pare down my belongings to the bare essentials, stuff that I can’t buy out there for cheap on Craigslist or whatever.  Sold several crates of CDs awhile back to the kind and generous folks at Reckless, and now I’m slowly getting rid of a bunch of furniture and music stuff.  If I really can get rid of the bulk of the replaceables, it’s possible I could make the move with just my minivan, and UPSing a bunch of boxes… but I’ve never tried that route before so I’m still wavering on whether I want to mess with it.  Ucchh.  I’m in for a lotta the ol’ heave-ho no matter what I do.

Plans for the Europe tour are still creeping forward… supposed to start around the end of October and it’s supposed to last about three weeks or a month.  Then I’m supposed to go to Australia after that, for another week or so!?  I know.  Whoah.  Lotta travelin’.  Which is why I’m really glad that (lord willin’) I’ll be all moved into my new place and that I’ll have a good six weeks or so to get settled, mellow out a little after the past few months’ frenzy.  (BTW I have no more tour-related details I can give you at the moment — as soon as shows are confirmed, I’ll post them here.  It’ll be pretty soon, don’t worry!)

Wish me luck, I’m really gonna need it over the next month or two…