In my hunt for an apartment, I discovered I had 2 choices for living in Irving or Dallas: pay more money than I really wanted to, or live in a shithole. There really isn’t any middle ground. Not that the apartments here are all that expensive, but now that I’m consulting instead of working a full time job with a guaranteed paycheck, I thought it would be a good idea to keep costs down.
Oh well, so much for that. I moved into a nice place because I couldnt stomach the shitholes that I looked at.
The apartment is nice, and is mostly set up by now. It’s a 2 bedroom, with the 2nd bedroom being storage for now. I need to find a way to store the massive amount of books, CDs and DVDs I own so I can use the guest room as a real guest room. Speaking of which, if you want to force my hand by coming to visit, please do! I’ll even buy a bed for the room (unless you’re Jeff, in which case I’ll make you use the air mattress again.)
