flew the coop...

yesterday i moved all of my stuff out of that awful awful apartment. my little undergrad sublet guy was a little neurotic and pissy about the whole thing (which is understandable), but he was also pretty aware that he had screwed this up royally, so he didn't try to push things. although at one point he was all, "well, if you want to get into the legal aspects of this..." to which i responded, "okay, let's get into the legal aspects of this!" because no money had exchanged hands, thus no consideration. and while there could have been some sort of promissory estoppel argument against me, he had misrepresented a lot of things about the apartment.

anyway, i'm back in jersey for a few days. i've got a lead on an adorable little studio apartment (with a murphy bed!!!) in west philly, in the heart of hipster central, that looks like it's going to work out just fine. and i'd be a block away from aubrey and a few blocks from my old roommate's place. the only thing is that if i really want to fit in, i'm going to need to get a really bad choppy haircut and find myself a mangy dog so that the hipster neighbors will accept me as one of their own.

i'm pretty sure that i've just put my cats through the worst week of their lives. but they're much happier now to be out of that one place. there were no windows or sunny patches where they could sit, the only place they could hide was under that awful filthy bed, it was loud and smelly there. soon we'll be in a place where there are bay windows and no roommates and they'll again be happy little campers.

the adventure continues...