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i just had a truly bridget jones moment... sitting at work listening to the muzak while on hold with the fairfax county zoning department, looking at the wedding announcement my mom sent me of a former carleton classmate. very much a why every one else and not me moment, especially since it was some one i always thought was snotty. and she just married some one she'd met in grad school.
which is perhaps all that much more of a zinger as aaron dragged me to go see this condo he really likes on sunday. i only got to see the outside, but i absolutely adore it. the unit he likes the most has these three beautiful stained glass windows, which amazingly look original to the building. who knows, maybe the neighborhood thugs who have been breaking windows in the not-yet-finished condos and the home behind it have a sense of aesthetics. oh, and i get to go back tuesday night to look at the inside, take pictures and look at the neighborhood. but i dont get to live there. this isnt an us thing. he's thinking about how to get a renter in there for over 1000 a month (which i think is high, considering the location, even though its all brand new and purdy). i'm sure i'd spend lots of time there, in fact, i'm sure he would probably not want to spend the night at my house any more... but it wont be ours.
grumble.
which is perhaps all that much more of a zinger as aaron dragged me to go see this condo he really likes on sunday. i only got to see the outside, but i absolutely adore it. the unit he likes the most has these three beautiful stained glass windows, which amazingly look original to the building. who knows, maybe the neighborhood thugs who have been breaking windows in the not-yet-finished condos and the home behind it have a sense of aesthetics. oh, and i get to go back tuesday night to look at the inside, take pictures and look at the neighborhood. but i dont get to live there. this isnt an us thing. he's thinking about how to get a renter in there for over 1000 a month (which i think is high, considering the location, even though its all brand new and purdy). i'm sure i'd spend lots of time there, in fact, i'm sure he would probably not want to spend the night at my house any more... but it wont be ours.
grumble.