
I have scoured the places i want to live to no avail. I have literally looked at every structure in the aves, capitol hill and the marmalade district. What's a po ass white boy supposda do? The one promising lead today was a one bedroom that was made of mothballs and 50's appliances that didn't work. The landlord said thats why it was so reasonable...reasonable being a loose term in this case since she wanted 650/mo.
Onward and upward I guess. Seems like for as much work as I've put in on this project I feel as though I should have had some possitive return by now.
Katie gets home tonight from a study marathon in Park City with her girls and I think it might be time to discuss either buying a condo or a house. This may mean we stay closer to home to do my masters and give up on Australia.
I can see how people once they've been pushed out of a house or living arrangement they can feel jaded and devoid of faith. I mean if you are in need and not making much money and lack a level of social capitol of friends and family support there aren't many possibilities out there, except the worst ones.