“Woke up, felt like shit. Went to work, felt like shit.”
The hunt for an apartment continues. I was fortunate enough to snag a sublease - from a former Company employee who lives (lived) with three other Company employees, no less. We had been in contact for a week or two by the time I arrived in Madison, so he was able to connect me to his roommate in my short time frame. Score one for planning ahead. Bonus points: the roommate recently left Company to prepare for grad school, so he was free to show me the apartment at 12:30, a time typically inaccessible to the employed.
I got there at the appointed time and immediately noticed that the building itself was far nicer than anything I’ve lived in, short of my family’s house. And when he buzzed me in, I immediately noticed that P, the guy subleasing the apartment to me, wasn’t lying about the tenants - that is, that four guys were living there. Several empty cases of beer lay scattered by the doorway; a nice shirt hung by its collar from a chair; grimy, stained playing cards littered the table and floor. And a completely full keg of beer sat, chillin’ like a villain, in a trash can in the living room. In short, I had walked into the dwelling of a group of men living like they were still in college - a subject I know very well.
At this point, I was ready to just check off a box on my to-do list - and no one else had responded to my emails about subleases as diligently as P - so I told his roommate, J, that I’d like to move in as soon as possible. Like I said, I’m very familiar with the way groups of guys live together, so the half-finished bottles of beer, mysterious crumbs, and thin layer of dirt permeating the apartment didn’t really bother me. Plus, J told me they usually hired someone to clean their apartment on Sundays, so I also get to support the working class (or so I’ll tell myself when I find mold in my windowsill).
P had been looking for someone to sublease his place for a little while, so he responded pretty quickly to my follow-up emails confirming that I’d take his place. Looks like it’s official.
Pros: Great location, roommates seem cool, and I’m getting a good deal on the parking pass.
Cons: It’s like living with three of KG.
Overall: Win.
via Wikipedia
Krampus is a demon-like creature who follows Santa and punishes bad kids. Scary-looking bastard.
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Made by Eric Testroete for Halloween. Brings back memories - Goldeneye, anyone?