Warning: adult language ensues.
I’m pretty sure I’ll be moving. I’ve been here 5 years and I really don’t want to leave, but the bastards are proposing a rent raise of 7.2%. That’s $150. Maybe he offered that thinking I’ll settle for a $100 raise as I have in the past, but I’m NOT FUCKING STUPID.
So it’s time to get my ducks in a row…line up my aunt as guarantor again, check all of my credit reports, and take the plunge. The market moves so fast here that I can’t even start looking yet – for a Feb 1 move-in, there’s no point looking before Christmas.
I’m pissed. And sad. And now I’m going to take a hot bath and think of all the things I don’t like about living here. That might take a while, because this place is pretty perfect. We’re talking Prune City.
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