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Anthony and I took a drive to UNO the other day so I could return a library book, and while we were there we decided to pay a visit to Privateer Place to see if we could see our room or something. When we got there, we found that Anthony had accidentally marked an effeciency unit as his second choice, and a two-bedroom apartment as his third choice. Being that all the four-bedroom apartments had filled up prior to us submitting our applications a few months ago, this restricts me to a two-bedroom apartment and him to an effeciency unit. Despite our polite protests, and the current availibity of two-bedroom apartments, the management refused to even put him on a waiting list. This essentially prevents Anthony from moving into Privateer Place due to cost issues, so today we began our search for off-campus living arrangments.
Newspapers, high-lighters, "check this out", "get that phone number", yah yah yah...We set out at about 2 this afternoon, and had only made it about a mile down Airline Highway when Anthony's car ran out of gas before we could reach the Race-Trac station that he was counting on us getting to. So, our quest took a step back as I found myself pushing an SUV on the side of the highway, hoping my life wouldn't be claimed by a reckless driver. Salvation came to us in the form of an elderly black man who was kind enough to...uhhh...as you say...more or less rear end the car all the way to the gas station. I bought him a root beer to show my gratitude.
Armed with a full tank of gas and astute navigational skills, we found our way to Lakeview to investigate some of the places for rent. Milne to Colbert, Colbert to Fleur de Lis, Fleur de Lis back to Colbert, here to there, there to here, yeah. A few interesting prospects, though I'm not sure what's going to come of anything yet. I think we'll be looking Uptown in the next few days. To have my plans tampered with this late in the summer ranges from annoying to enraging depending upon my mood, but all along the spectrum it isn't good. Living off campus is an option, as is living in Privateer Place with a roommate assigned to me by the university, and in the background of all of that, living at home is seeming more attractive these days.
On another note, my little cabbage is going on a big trip in the morning, I hope I won't get lonesome.
Newspapers, high-lighters, "check this out", "get that phone number", yah yah yah...We set out at about 2 this afternoon, and had only made it about a mile down Airline Highway when Anthony's car ran out of gas before we could reach the Race-Trac station that he was counting on us getting to. So, our quest took a step back as I found myself pushing an SUV on the side of the highway, hoping my life wouldn't be claimed by a reckless driver. Salvation came to us in the form of an elderly black man who was kind enough to...uhhh...as you say...more or less rear end the car all the way to the gas station. I bought him a root beer to show my gratitude.
Armed with a full tank of gas and astute navigational skills, we found our way to Lakeview to investigate some of the places for rent. Milne to Colbert, Colbert to Fleur de Lis, Fleur de Lis back to Colbert, here to there, there to here, yeah. A few interesting prospects, though I'm not sure what's going to come of anything yet. I think we'll be looking Uptown in the next few days. To have my plans tampered with this late in the summer ranges from annoying to enraging depending upon my mood, but all along the spectrum it isn't good. Living off campus is an option, as is living in Privateer Place with a roommate assigned to me by the university, and in the background of all of that, living at home is seeming more attractive these days.
On another note, my little cabbage is going on a big trip in the morning, I hope I won't get lonesome.