Home Sweet Home
Wednesday, October 10, 2001
Life can kick you in the teeth sometimes but then again, it can also be like a soft pillow, waiting to catch you if you’ve fallen. Well, shit, I think everything just tends to balance itself out actually.
I don’t mean to brag, well actually I do, but the house my roommate and I moved into a month ago is fucking fantastic. Besides our landlord being a complete fuctard (he’s constantly telling the two of us that he can’t believe there is no MAN living here) we got quite a steal.
It’s huge. It has a family room, living room, huge kitchen, four bedrooms, washer/dryer, dishwasher AND a fireplace. My roomie was also generous enough to offer me the master bedroom, which has it’s own little two-piece bathroom.
Unfortunately, the landlord is a nosy, sexist, bastard. One day, he asked me if I had any children and I said no. Then he asked me if I wanted any. I said I didn’t know. And he kept on prying until finally I just walked away from him. The best, though, was last week, when he saw I was home again and said: “Don’t you ever work?” I should have told him, no, that in fact I was on my way to the unemployment office, but instead I lied and said I had the week off. It's none of his bloody business!
All in all, however, I am very happy with the place. Life kicked me in the teeth last week but my consolation prize is getting to hang around a beautiful, big house all day long. Not a bad trade-off, in my estimation.
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