Sorry for the five day lag in my posts. I’ve been moving and had not been able to find free access, despite repeated attempts, to an internet connection until now.
As I type this I’m sitting in the Allen Library smack dab in the middle of the UW campus. Seattle, with the exception of the price tag on virtually everything, so far, for me, has turned out to be great. Never have I rented from more attentive and kind landlords in recent memory. They left me cleaning supplies, toilet paper, spackle, phonebooks, a phone cord, soap and even a bus schedule inside my place to help me with my move. How kind is that!?! They live above me and have a big black labrador named “Smudge”. Jane and Smudge have already fallen for each other.
Portland bound will be Jane and I this evening. …back to battle our former rent managers (aka slumlord motherfuckers) into giving back our security deposit, to set up Jane’s present digs and to battle her present landlord for a straight answer on her washer and dryer hook up prospects and internet connectivity.
Mark my words though: everything is hunky dory now, but when Jane finally leaves Seattle not to return in a month’s time, and the cruel demands of my grad program materialize, Seattle will lose it’s lustre.
P-TOWN 4-ever Bee-yatch!
One reply on “90% of my Sh!t is now housed in Seattle…”
Smudge is my new best friend. I’m already hoping your landlords will go on vacation and let us watch him while they’re gone. Then, Smudge and I will go on walks together, sleep on your bed together, and play tug of war in your kitchen. Oh, wait. … I guess that’s your “living area”. Your apartment is small, but perfect for one person (and the weekend visiting girlfriend!)