Oh, you're going to love this

Oh, you're going to love this

And thus starts the slump in my luck. With the missed flight on Thursday, I think I've shifted to the negative slope of luck. I got a call from Peter, my would-be-maybe-still-possibly future roommate, after I'd moved most of my stuff to the Echo Park address.

"The cockroaches have invaded! I'm going to find other some other shelter! They're here! They see me! Oh dear Gooooo--!" he explained.

"Peter! Peter, are you there?" All I heard was static. I hung-up my phone and thought, Well, this means I'm once again out of a place to live if the infestation is so bad that Peter's moving out. Then I thought about 705 for a moment, and for a moment...no. No, that was crazy-thinking. I couldn't go back to a place like 705 after college. I'm a grown-up now. I should move out because the landlord's cutting corners and allowing cockroaches to invade.

Peter and I have until August 27 to figure out our situation. He's looking at a two-bedroom place North of Downtown LA. I'm looking at a co-worker's place tonight who's been trying to find a roommate for a while now. She's got another person coming to look at her place tonight, but she kind of knows me, dammit. I should get priority. I guess we'll see what happens with that tonight. I have an extension of two days from my original move-out date to find a place, and I'd like to have a place to sleep as soon as tomorrow. Finding apartments in LA is like a game where the rules keep changing. It's a game I apparently suck at. At the same time, I found a great deal on my sublet this summer, and I keep thinking that maybe the Echo Park place has always just been a waypoint (a meantime place where I can keep my stuff) to my co-worker's nicer place in a nicer area.

It never ceases to amaze me how goddamn exciting my life has become without me actively pursuing any excitement at all. In the past few weeks alone I've gotten a job as a celebrity's driver; I took my first solo flight; I've stayed up almost all night for five of the past seven nights; I visited Champaign; I missed a flight; I found an apartment; I moved into a new apartment; I lost an apartment; and we all learned a valuable lesson.

All I want to do by the end of this week is go to a theater and watch a good movie. I can tell you right now that I'm going to spend all damn day at the Farmer's Market on Saturday.


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