"[w]hat was any art but ... a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose." - Willa Cather, Song of the Lark
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Spoiled on the west coast
Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Am starting to panic about housing for September.
I'm calling a few realtors (including Erica), am scanning the craigslist and newspaper ads. The panic is coming more from the cost, the realization that I might have to have a roommat, and the fact that an August move-in date is near impossible. Mmmmmppphhh.
I'd be careful about having B as a roommate, xtina, even for a short while. As her roommate for a full year at Colby, I have to say that she was a total pain in the...wait, no...that was me, sorry. I was the Jennifer Jason Leigh to her Bridget Fonda. My bad.
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do you need help? where are you looking?
I'm calling a few realtors (including Erica), am scanning the craigslist and newspaper ads. The panic is coming more from the cost, the realization that I might have to have a roommat, and the fact that an August move-in date is near impossible. Mmmmmppphhh.
Roommate. E!
well, if you need a futon on which to crash, and/or a basement in which to put a few things, let me know.
I'd be careful about having B as a roommate, xtina, even for a short while. As her roommate for a full year at Colby, I have to say that she was a total pain in the...wait, no...that was me, sorry. I was the Jennifer Jason Leigh to her Bridget Fonda. My bad.
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