Chim Chim

mischevious monkey

7.30.2001

when it all came down to the last few days, i found that i actually had options to consider. a gentleman and his sister had looked at our house last week and then called to say that they were definitely wanting to sublease from us. this call came while i was talking to jeff, who had just told me that he was certain that he wanted to move in and be my roommate. he had imparted this information to me only an hour after paul's friend from work, who also happened to be named jeff, called to tell me that they wanted to move in, but were in a lease until the end of august.
i had a choice. my clear preference was to stay put; nobody likes to move, especially from a house that they like living in. i wanted jeff to be my roommate, but that would still leave us with the task of finding a third roommie to cover the cost of rent and bills.

i thought about it a while. it was really a tough decision for me. but it seemed like the most sensible and clear choice was to pack up my shit and move on. it will be much less financially draining, which at the present time in my life is very important.

ben and hyla have generously offered to let me stay in their spare bedroom until i am able to move into a different place. they are wonderful people and i am extremely grateful for their kindness. it will be strange, though, living under someone else's roof for a change. so i'll be sleeping in josh's bedroom for a few weeks. my other options were moving to houston and living with my parents or brother, or moving to the ranch and once again, living with my parents. now, no offense to certain houstonians, but i have no desire to return to the city of my childhood. god knows i would love to be back near austin, but the jobs there are even sparser than in dallas right now, and i love my friends here so much that i prefer to stay put.

thanks to all of you who have been there for me since i've lived in dallas and especially during these past few months of endless bad luck. i owe each and every one of you a beer...at least one. but it'll have to wait until i get that kick-ass job. i'm...uh...kind of broke right now.

so i'll be signing off from the treehouse later this week and taking up post at my temporary place of residence, ben y hyla's. that is...if it's still ok with you guys?

guess i better check on that.

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