Chuck and I are moving in a couple weeks to a deluxe apartment in the sky (well, 8th floor). It's a swanky happening pad, but getting all the paperwork done is a bit of a hassle. It's not that much...it's just that we can't get any questions answered by the space cadet leasing agent at the building. The following conversation summarizes it nicely:
Chuck: I dropped off the forms, but couldn't talk to [Leasing Agent]. Apparently she was busy, as always.
Me: She was probably off managing the series of disasters that is undoubtedly her life.
On the plus side, our new apartment is awesome (it better be, given the huge fraction of my income consumed by it). Everyone better come visit me. If you need some incentive:
1) We're conveniently located (see me for details)
2) We're across the street from a bookstore
2a) The bookstore apparently sells Godiva cheesecake
3) Chuck just bought a Nintendo Wii (which is almost as awesome for me)
4) My new couch has built-in recliners
5) I clearly won't want to leave, so it might be the only way you get to see me
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Godiva cheesecake? Since when do they make cheesecake?
Built-in recliners are awesome - I can see why you'd be inclined (no pun intended) to never leave your apartment. If you're lucky, you can wrangle it so you can work from home and submit your work-product via the internet - That way you'd REALLY never have to leave you apt. Perhaps I shouldn't be encouraging you to become a hermit (not that it really effects my ability to see you lol), so just forget I suggested it ;)
~Chase
affects* :/
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