Serendipity:

Found a great place to live in, in Logan Square, one bedroom, practically no kitchen, large bathroom, decent amount of living/dining area, $595 a month. The owner was a woman with an Irish accent. I just about fell in love with this place.
However, we couldn't afford to move in. The security deposit is what killed us. A month and a half rent. Plus rent, all due June 1. I really did like the place, and the girl who showed it to us, lived with her mother in another apartment in the complex. Not too bad an area, right across the street from a park/boulevard.

Today I look at listings and find a 2/br in Pilsen for $625. I look at some pictures, and think wow! Tomorrow I'm going to call and see how much the security deposit is and what utilities are included, and we might be moving into a fairly swank place.

Pretty cool.

There's more.

The Irish lady from the first place is in touch with me via emails and I told her wouldn't couldn't afford to move into her apartments just yet, but she told me that in June, to call her, and if she has anything, she'll rent to us. On the off chance that she doesn't rent the little place, we can still get it.

I really like her as a landlady, but I might have to go with Pilsen just cause it's sooo big.



Ah well.



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Ditched school today, for just about no reason. Did fill out an application at Pizza Hut, for weekend work. It's nothing impressive, but it'll be a few bucks in my pocket I don't have, AND health insurance for part time work. Eric said it wasn't a good idea to apply to a place out here, but seeing how it's only weekends, it doesn't really matter if I have to drive out or crash at my mom's.

If we get the two bedroom, I can also do massage in the spare room. Set it up to be my office. That would be really nice.

Talked to both Brians the other day. I miss Tracy, and Norton is driving me crazy. I had so much fun hanging out with Brian in Cali. If only things had gone well for me out there, I could be chillin' with him now-ish.
Norton on the other hand wanted to berate my life choices/style, and tell me that basically I'm a terrible person cause I don't hang out with him. Maybe there is something to the whole don't hang out with your exes thing. It's complicated. Maybe I can't really be friends with them. It's either, one side or the other will have left over feelings, or we wouldn't get along as friends anyway. It's probably true, cause really, the only other person I've dated at all recently that I still talk to, in a very big stretch, is Josh. And that's hardly worth mentioning, because we don't get along (in the sense that we really don't have anything in common to keep us together.)

I really want to move out. Eric wants to push the date back, but I'm hoping for a June 15th, if nothing else. I realize we need to have the money to do this, but at the same time, the longer we wait, the more we'll only end up spending on godknowswhat.
He wants to brush up my manual driving skills too, in case I need to borrow his car. If I get Pizza Hut, or anything in the next two months, I might speed up my decision to buy a new car. (read: Honda Civic Hybrid)

I'm really looking forward to being able to throw house parties. Which is probably another reason Pilsen would be nice. There might not be as many in building neighbors. I could probably post a sign on the door, saying, 'hey, we're having a party this saturday, if this is a problem just drop me a line. Thanks!'

Once again, we talked about how Party Season at DnB's might make living in Chicago a whole lot better, so I'm thinking I might put up with this cold weather place. I mean, if Eric can make an almost guaranteed $50k a year working here, it might not be a good idea to move else where. Part of me is worried he might somehow lose this job, but I just have to remind myself that the ONLY place he's ever been fired from was Nonnies, and they would have taken him back if he hadn't told off his one manager for being terrible. (Done after he was fired.)

Eric told me I didn't really need to look for a job, especially if it happens for him in Party Season, but there's something nice about making you're own money and not being dependent on the same person who's completely dependent on you...hmmm...actually....maybe it's a fair trade off. I organize every other aspect of his life. The only thing he has to do is go to work, and make whatever phone calls I tell him to. hmmmmmm

A little more Sims2 University, then I really should go to bed. Damn this game is good. Too bad I took so long (a week probably) to make a college age sim.

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