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bluebeardWell, it looks like option #1 is out. Said iffyness has been clarified: there is no if.
Option #2, the faerie house, would be grand. I've lived there before, it's a fab house, the other residents rock, a pool, and don't forget the wonderful water pressure. However, it's far away from work, and as I indicated before, my car is currently inoperable. So, it's not really very practical for me.
Option #3 I just went to take a look at. Wow. "Needs a lot of work" is a little bit of an understatement. It's structurally sound, but the crackheads who lived there before ripped the finishing to shreds. It's also got some pretty horrible wood paneling he said he was gonna replace with sheetrock. Many doors are mysteriously caulked shut.
The room he said I could take is fairly large, but it's in desperate need of new flooring and walls. It's the room Coma Girl's insurance currently pays for, but her family has already removed most of her things since she's, obviously, in the hospital. Apparently her brother told J that if she doesn't wake up in two weeks, they're pulling the plug. So.. if she dies, I get her room! Wow. That's so positive.
Anyway, a couple local cops owned the place before, and operated a crackhouse out of it. The drug line runs through the back yard. People come knocking on the front window at night looking for their old dealer. J came home one day to discover some guy sitting in his (J's) van cooking heroin in a spoon.
None of that scares me, really. I'm not afraid to throw bricks. The drug line problem can be remedied with sturdy fences. Finishing work isn't difficult, and I suppose it'd be nice to design my own room.
Also, he said I could live there rent-free. Can't really argue with free. That freeness obviously doesn't apply to utilities and such. It's one more block away from work than where I currently live, so I can still easily walk. It's right across the stree from the grocery store, and a Homo Despot, and walking distance to the bars I frequent, and numerous restaurants.
So, it looks like option #3 is the practical solution. If Coma Girl dies. That's just a wacky thing to depend on. Can you say wow? I know you can!
Option #2, the faerie house, would be grand. I've lived there before, it's a fab house, the other residents rock, a pool, and don't forget the wonderful water pressure. However, it's far away from work, and as I indicated before, my car is currently inoperable. So, it's not really very practical for me.
Option #3 I just went to take a look at. Wow. "Needs a lot of work" is a little bit of an understatement. It's structurally sound, but the crackheads who lived there before ripped the finishing to shreds. It's also got some pretty horrible wood paneling he said he was gonna replace with sheetrock. Many doors are mysteriously caulked shut.
The room he said I could take is fairly large, but it's in desperate need of new flooring and walls. It's the room Coma Girl's insurance currently pays for, but her family has already removed most of her things since she's, obviously, in the hospital. Apparently her brother told J that if she doesn't wake up in two weeks, they're pulling the plug. So.. if she dies, I get her room! Wow. That's so positive.
Anyway, a couple local cops owned the place before, and operated a crackhouse out of it. The drug line runs through the back yard. People come knocking on the front window at night looking for their old dealer. J came home one day to discover some guy sitting in his (J's) van cooking heroin in a spoon.
None of that scares me, really. I'm not afraid to throw bricks. The drug line problem can be remedied with sturdy fences. Finishing work isn't difficult, and I suppose it'd be nice to design my own room.
Also, he said I could live there rent-free. Can't really argue with free. That freeness obviously doesn't apply to utilities and such. It's one more block away from work than where I currently live, so I can still easily walk. It's right across the stree from the grocery store, and a Homo Despot, and walking distance to the bars I frequent, and numerous restaurants.
So, it looks like option #3 is the practical solution. If Coma Girl dies. That's just a wacky thing to depend on. Can you say wow? I know you can!
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Date: 2005-08-20 01:46 am (UTC)Evil makes me hot.