the rabbits of the night

the words "basement apartment" send chills down my spine. the mere thought of living in a place with those little sliding windows near the ceiling is enough to make me want to move home with my parents. but, we made a commitment to see as many places as we could, so as not to miss a potential "diamond in the rough". tonight i saw a place with no redeeming quality, whatsoever. a basement apartment with no kitchen (yet), full of baby toys and strollers, but get this... a jacuzzi tub. oh, what, you wanted to take a shower? too bad. baths from now on. the woman who was showing the place akwardly stumbled through a speech about how "they" hadn't put the shower in yet, and with the low ceiling, one might have to sit down to take a shower. i kid you not. and the tub was also dangerously tall. i think i pulled a groin muscle just thinking about climbling out of that bastard. arrrggghh! and this isn't the first place we've seen where showering as we know it wouldn't be possible. the shower head in another place was mounted roughly at throat level, meaning i could either crouch down, or if i angled the shower head properly, spray water directly into my face. am i asking too much? i really hadn't anticipated that the trade off for cheaper rent might be sit-down showers. i mean, fuck. maybe if i had spent more time going to college, and less time dropping out of college....


the song of the day is "i'm happy but you don't like me" by asobi seksu. this band has become my new obsession....i'm subsisting on a few downloads, but i'm expecting the album in the mail soon, so more on these guys at a later date.