Mooooovin' on Up....to the East Side.....

Yesssssssss......I am moooovin'!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, so I HATE moving, but you just don't understand.....well maybe you do.....have you read Nightmare on Pleasant Valley Drive? My apartment complex is SUPER scary! Every time I have to park farther than right in front of my apartment when I come home late at night, I call my closest guy friend (I meant in proximity, but the other meaning is true as well) Logan to talk to me on the walk to my door.

What can he do if something happens and he is on the phone and not there is person......

Well, I don't know..... I guess maybe hang up and call the cops....

Well, yeah I guess a girl COULD do that just as easily....

Geez....so evidently I am a little sexist....so sue me!

Anyway....the dust has cleared and the survivors are burying their dead....(wow....that was morbid even for me....) but an agreement has been reached with my apartment complex and I get to leave without owing them my first born child.

However, that means:

1) I actually have to move....which I ABHOR!
and.....
2) I have to find a place!

I was super excited about getting to live alone after my last roommate debacle (not you Lindsay...you are awesome), but now that the scars have healed some, I am fine with the idea of a roommate. Plus, I have learned that living alone does not actually mean that I am ever alone.....

Sooooooo....wish me luck as I weed through the lovable freaks and scary oddballs that inhabit my fair city to hopefully find someone to share a space with......