May 23, 2012 21:46
I just realized that it's been about 5 years that I've lived in my current apartment. And here I didn't even think I'd last that long on my own. It was sometime in May, or maybe April, of 2007 that I moved in. And that was after weeks of responding to ads, looking at places, and hoofing it up and down blocks to write down numbers and call people.
There have been tough times. Once I was on unemployment and had to penny-pinch my way through a few months. Another time I almost got kicked out because I was behind on rent because I was broke. I've fought off angry drunks, called the cops on a certain resident that lost his temper and got threatening with me, and it's been hell at times. But it's not that bad of a place, and it's quiet.
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