Diggin' the New Digs

Much is happening in HoboVille, my friends. I've been up and down California like a smelly ping pong ball, and northern California lost. Yes, I have Found a Place to Live. It's more than I wanted to pay, so I'll have to tighten my belt in a few places, but it won't be too bad. For once, it looks like I did NOT pick the wrong week to give up heroin.

I'd looked at a bunch of places in my original price range, and they just weren't cutting it. $1200 for a studio is a bit much, even if it DOES have a "separate sleeping area" (essentially a cut-out in the wall big enough for a cot). I realized two things. First, I am not a college student. I am used to living in a house, so I need some space or I'll go crazy. Second, I'm going to be spending a lot of time in that place, seeing as how I won't be working a regular job. I'll be sitting at the dining room table, or sprawled on the couch or the bed, or on the balcony, trying to stimulate my noodle. The one in my skull, sicko.

Did you notice how I said "balcony"? Yes. I have a balcony. On the third floor of a new apartment complex. The view? Nothing but trees, an open field, and green hills. And if you lean over a bit, you can see the ocean. It's a 5 minute walk away.

I move in on May 1st, and I am very, very excited.