grass stains on my only pair of jeans
still ironing out the pleats of my kilt (you know i'm a st.patter at heart), i'm finding (again) that life has a funny way of working out.
apartment? well, i'm back to having a place to live, this time in Mile End/Plateau (so again prime local, this time closer to my favorite cafe, Olympico) in a 5 and a half (so in non-Quebec terms, this is a 3bdroom) co-op with a down to earth painter/drawing teacher and his son, which is a mini-Seb if i ever met one. i'll be living in the small room (which does have a window) and my rent will be even lower than the previous sweet deal and still inclusive of everything.
all things considered, it will be fabulous because i seem to be hearing about a cockroach infestation from more than a few of my friends who have moved recently. so blessed am i that this is not my plight. i have to remember though that my old landlord isn't giving up my damage deposit so if any of you have any experience with that or want to help me stalk his ass, please let me know!
i also have another option, as my newest crazy Asian friend from NYC just bought a place (and is breaking the lease of her cockroach infested sex-den penthouse) may want to go to NYC so i may rent from her at a later date.
jobs? there is still a pending honorarium to be gotten from the mag and that would greatly help me out, but it looks like i need to get a job, but such is life, i couldn't go forever without one, but i will last the summer.
grrrr...dammit isis, hit me up on the celly so i can see you at the damn jazzfest already.
