Remember when I said I was moving to Hoboken? Well, scratch that. The place that I was going to rent was rented out from under the realtor I made the agreement with. As you can guess, this ruined my Wednesday night. In fact, I was so pissed that I up and skipped the RANA show I was on my way to see when I found out and instead went home to plan out another list of targets to hunt.
My Thursday search has left me with three potential options in Weehawken, Union City and the Fort Lee area. The variations in quality, neighborhood and cost for each has sent me into a endless looping question: which to choose. I don’t want to rush into this and wind up being locked into the wrong place for a year, but the flip-side to that is that these places could be gone by the time I come to terms.
Well, I’ll mull it over for a while longer and come to some kind of decision — take one of the three or extend the search another week or two to find that just right apartment that might not exist. For now I’ll just worry about having a Happy Birthday and psych myself up to see Sound Tribe Sector Nine tonight.
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