The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Friday, April 11, 2008

Apartment hunting is awful

I hate apartment hunting. My lease will be up at the end of June and everyone seems to think I need to get a jump on the issue. Meaning, the current mgt has made me a totally gracious offer to only increase my rent $80 a month to stay in my itty-bitty noisy smelly apartment. This does not include the garage. God knows how much they intend to increase that. I felt a public review was in order so I went to apartmentratings.com and dashed off this little missive. I hope it generates the amount of new tenancy they deserve. Ashame really, they're in a great location and have everything you could want. The place is just full of crazy white trash that hasn't gotten the memo that this is NOT a trailer park...yet.

Anyway, I found the new place. It has everything but a garage. I'll have a carport instead. The complex with garages right next door has nothing open so I settled. It seems pretty cool and puts me closer to the bike trail and a little closer to the stables without getting me too far from work, work, and work.

I still have some time. Moving day won't be until June 29th. Now to start packing...AHHH! Who brought all this stuff in my apartment?

This weekend is a viewing of Ang Lee's Lust, Caution. I can't wait! It's supposed to be full of hot Asian man meat. Now you're talkin'!

Someone's out There!

Someone in Oklahoma City is reading my blog. You think Sally is trying to contact me? Or maybe she's just stalking me. I'm one of those people who's such a threat you know!

I wonder if she's got a network that's looking at all gay blogs and making a list. I hope they check it twice. Now I know why people are paranoid. It's kinda fun to think all this crazy shit...at least for a while.