little. yellow. different. A weblog by Ernie Hsiung

the post where ernie sells his soul

So, I’ve been quiet on this weblog for a while, but I got a good reason to be. In a nutshell, I’m buying property.

I’m already pretty far along in the process - I found a condo somewhere in Fremont, my application has been accepted, the inspections have been done, the mortgage loan has been approved. All I have to do is strip down the wallpaper so it doesn’t look like I’m trapped at a Michaels store on LSD, paint the walls, and I’m set.

Emotions are pretty mixed, especially when it comes to blogging about the situation. A part of me wants to write about the wacky stories that come from purchasing a condo for the first time. The other part of me realizes that by buying property, especially with the aid of my recently-retired father, I plunge head-first into adulthood. By agreeing to live 10 minutes from my parents, I give up a sense of independence.

Yep. In exchange for some, uhm, “financial assistance,” I agreed to live ten minutes from my parents. It freaks me out too. But I do have my reasons for doing what I did - they just haven’t been posted for all of the Internet to read.

Maybe I will. Or I’ll just write some wacky stories about the realtor. Maybe I’ll do both.

congratulations!

atleast this means we’ll get more family stories

My parents are the same way with my sister… stay at home and we’ll pay for tuition.

Even more incentive to work one’s ass off, so you can go to the other side of the country to study.

i love the shirt u wore.. the one on ur “about” page! =P

Congrats and welcome to adulthood, Ernie! It’s tough, but you’ll get through it one of these days…

Great! Now, instead of borrowing the sling and closet door glory hole from your friend, you can set up a dungeon of your own in the extra bedroom.

When they visit, you can tell your parents you’ve taken on a second job reconditioning horse saddles. Of course, they might not believe you, considering you told them this while hanging from the ceiling suspended by huge rings through your nipples.

Eric in Seattle

good luck on your new journey.

OMG ERNIE YOU ARE CRAZY!

Welcome to the (sometimes) wonder world of home ownership.

You think that’s selling your soul? I did a DPP commercial fer cryin’ out loud!

http://www.iparty.org.tw/service/dv/show.phtml?id=stanley&pid=58

Congrats as well. You can always look at the close distance this way … better to live 10 minutes away by car than 10 seconds away by foot! You got your own property and you ain’t in the same house! kudos!

Welcome to Fremont, Ernie! Hope your view of the NUMI plant is a nice one!

I’ved lived off of Mowry for a few years now. Go Suburbia!

Congrats Ernie.

HAPPY HOMEOWNER! Welcome to the club.

congratulations! i hope you got a good rate on your mortgage and all that good stuff.

that’s walking distance to my condo.

Wow, I’m having a “Small World” moment here. While I live (back) in the Midwest (Indiana), I lived in Fremont for about 9 months in 1999-2000. Was kinda fun zooming in and out on the map as I recalled the area. Nice little geographically sprawling town, Fremont. Hope you don’t live *too* close to that Toyota plant… not too pretty out that way. (Is it still Toyota?)

DING DONG!!!!….Er-Neeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!

i think the scariest part for me was doing the math on 30 years of mortgage payments on a condo and coming up with a number that included two commas. TWO.

i decided i was going to continue renting that beach house a little longer.

It’s okay. I’d sell *my* soul for a condo. Now your mom doesn’t have to call you every morning, she can just walk to your house!

Anyway, it’s nice to see your back.

aw! you’re moving to my old ‘hood. enjoy it while you can, ernie. and be happy now that you can do whatever the hell you want to you house now. yay!

Congrats on the new place!

I know what you mean about a Michaels type decor. We are busy painting over the green ivy and pink roses stenciled over almost every doorway in our new place. And removing the flowery and fluffy drapes and valances too.
Hope you love your new place!
Sharon

This gives you prime freak out opportunities. You could paint your house black, throw some sandbags around the mailbox, and put up a row of barbed wire around the place, then invite the folks over for dinner. If they ask you why, just tell them you believe in being prepared.

Or that haning-by-your-nipples thing. That works, too.

I bought a house with a poolhouse, so my mom could live in the poolhouse here in LA (instead of 3000 miles away in NYC)

WHAT WAS I THINKING?

I moved to LA to be away from my mom! If she moved to LA, I would have stayed in NY. AHHHHHHHHHHHH

I live a couple miles from that intersection and so I can say this with authority: for the fucking love of God, do not move here! While it’s somewhat fun to have three Chinese strip malls within a five-mile radius, there is nothing here. “The Hub” is the most ridiculous misnomer I’ve ever heard of in my life, unless they mean that it’s the hub of lameness. But I guess you know this already.

Oh well…at least you can drive down Warm Springs to Dixon Landing to avoid the worst of the 880 South bottleneck. And, of course, at least you won’t be living in Milpitas.

actually, I think that’s kind of sweet.

Congratulations on your new home!!!!

I think the colours (Canadian spelling, as I’m from up North) of your website would work well in a place. Get yourself some darker furniture like cherry, or leather couches and it would look good.

many many congratulations on the buying-a-house thing! very exciting.
oh! i just discovered your blog. great read. i’ll be back!