Circles are bad

I've resisted talking about my troubles finding a place to live for several posts now, but I really have to say that I am tired of running around in circles.

When I was looking for studio apartments I got aggravated because the leasing agents always seemed shocked when I wanted to see the property and then continued to be shocked if I asked for an application. One place promised to email it to me but never did. Suddenly, I did not want to lease with them.

So I took advice from a friend I met out here and started looking at two bedroom roommate situations and even more terrifying, Craigslist. Most of the people on Craigslist don't seem to understand that I cannot see them and require more than "I got room, r u interested? call xxx-xxx-xxxx." I have a medium sized, but detailed post, least you can do is give me some information about yourself.

The people I have contacted have either been creepy or have just sent me running in a different circle. The last one was completely shocked that I called him back after three days after he said he would call me. After a bout stuttering nonsense he asked for references, which I am pretty sure he has not called. If he didn't want me as a roommate he could have just told me so and saved me some time.

What part of I am living in a hotel do these people not understand? Every day you waste of mine you waste a lot of money immediately, much more if you look at interest.

Okay, rant over... I don't feel any better.
-X

So slow...

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So I've been trying to post for almost two days but the internet in my apartment has been sucking. Luckily I only have to deal with it for another two weeks and then I'll be at my parent's and they do have very good internet their, if nothing else.

I'm trying to pack and trying to find a real job as fast as possible to lessen the amount of time I need to be at "home". Every job I find though is usually a stretch for me to apply for, or they require three years experience, which I clearly do not have. I need to pack but I don't have any boxes at the moment. I plan to pick some up on Friday from the ABC store as I've heard that that is a good place to get them.

In the meantime I've been rereading Something Positive, which is an amusing waste of time, playing with my roommate's cat, and avoiding applying for the jobs I've previously stated I do not qualify for.

At one point in the last couple of days I actually had some type of content idea for this post, but I've clearly forgotten it. Now to go grocery shopping just to get out of the house.

-X

Viva la Resistance!

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Moving out soon back to "home". This is really the worst time to graduate from college. As usual I blame my parents. I won't be able to live there for very long, mostly because I can't be myself there. It's mostly that while there everything I do is under scrutiny, when I wake up, when I leave the house, when I return, if I'm being "social" (am I in the main room or else where), etc. I don't care for the area and don't have many good memories of the building.

Did I mention I'm allergic to it too? And it's drafty, rickety. It just isn't my home. I'm not sure if I've ever felt like it was my home and I lived there for seventeen years.

Clearly, I need to revolt.

I don't even know where I'm going to put all of my shit. It isn't big enough to hold my parents crap and I've gotten a lot more in the last couple of years.

Damn. My roommates are playing GURPS right now and if you've ever known people who play, you know that they do not have a volume control

And they only just started.

-X