of us have begun the transition away from DVDs, CDs and books
to streaming videos, MP3s and e-books. But it’s unlikely that
many are ready for the kind of wholesale renunciation of physical
objects made by voluntarily homeless Chris Yurista, whose
sole possessions are a “backpack full of designer clothing,
a laptop, an external hard drive, a small piano keyboard and
In order to get greater insight into what may be a youthful
trend, we found a local man who has made a similar decision.
Here, he shares his online journal entries.
& Girls in America
12, 8:40 PM EDT
Man, I don’t know what’s up with Julie, these days. She’s
being a major bitch. (And I thought she was edgy when she
was IN law school.) When she got home today from work, she
totally interrupted my podcast recording—even though I had
put the red bulb in the lamp—and freaked out on me about dusting.
AGAIN! WTF? I mean, 1) Hello, I’m podcasting! And, 2) who
dusts? What are we, the Smithsonian? But I was cool. I pointed
out that it totally doesn’t bother me and she’s at work, like,
14 hours a day. She’s hardly ever even awake at home. So,
what’s the diff? She just stormed off into the bedroom and
slammed the door. I still don’t know where she put the bulb,
22, 9:15 AM EDT
Sorry for the long time between posts, kids. Things have been
kinda crazy, and I was as they say, “away from the computer”
for a while. Julie’s rampage continues unabated and she’s
moved the iMac into her room. So, now, instead of 27’’, I’m
working on this miserable 15’’ screen. It’s Julie’s old laptop.
I guess she’s feeling a little guilty about making me sleep
in the living room for so long. Ha! Serves her right!
24, 9:15 PM
Wassup? I’m typing this from my man Garry’s pad. I’m going
to be crashing here for a little while. The Julie situation
was just getting out of hand. We’re taking some time, you
know? I think it’s all good, though. Julie had just started
taking me for granted. When you work at home, like I do, and
you’re always there for someone—day in, day out, always right
there—sometimes you’ve got to shake it up and remind them
how good they’ve got it. Like, if she was at work and forgot
something, all she had to do was IM me and I’d set it on the
table by the door for her to come pick it up. She’s got to
learn to miss that.
25, 8:20 AM
Crazy that I’m up at this hour, huh? But me and Julie had
to talk—well, that’s what she told me when she called this
morning at, like, dawn. We agreed that the time alone has
been really good for us, and that we should, you know, keep
at it. The apartness, I mean. I can totally see other people
if I want. But this is good. I mean, if she hadn’t proposed
it I was probably going to. I’ll leave her a note to that
effect when I go to pick up my stuff later today.
25, 10:10 PM EDT
It’s funny how you don’t really know how much stuff you’ve
got till you decide to move it. Turns out I had hardly anything,
at all. I swear, it used to seem like I had a TON of cool
shit. I mean, it seemed that way when Julie was always on
me about organizing it, or freakin’ DUSTING it! But, get this,
pretty much every piece of that stuff was hers! HA! I’ve got,
like, 2 pairs of jeans, some T-shirts, the iPod Julie got
me for Xmas, the USB microphone she got me for my birthday,
and that rad old bike I found behind Big Lots, that her brother
fixed up for me. Seriously, I’ve got, like, nothing! She is
going to feel so stupid! Plus, she said I can totally keep
1, 12:34 PM
Yo, peeps. This is the third time today I’ve tried to post
something but the first coffee shop I was at wouldn’t let
me use the wifi without a purchase, and the second didn’t
even HAVE it! So, now, I’m in the park jacking the signal
of some dude who should learn about ’net security, pronto!
In fact, WLAN-1399, let me make you an offer: I’ll swap you
some help with your system for some space on your couch. Won’t
be for long. Garry and I just kept really different schedules,
and stuff. I’m a totally awesome roommate, btw. Hit me up.
Or just come over to the park. I’m the guy with the rad bike
and the laptop.