Red Cedar

Damn – apparently I can’t embed YouTube videos – but still, check out this link for a very funny South Park video about how much Canada sucks for vetoing the ban on bottom trawlers.

• Items picked up during the last minue drugstore run before leaving town – 4 (one box of hair dye and three pairs of tights).
• List of places I need to change my address upon moving – 13.
• The last four digits of my new phone number – 4674 (spells nothing).
• Albums in heavy rotation on my Ipod over the past week – 2 (Metric, Old World Underground and Rasputina, Frustration Plantation).
• Upcoming days in travel status – 6.
• Days until I move – 11.
• New grievances that hit my desk today – 2.
• Phone calls from Darren since Thursday – 4.
• Amount of my house which is packed and ready for moving – 1/2.
• Number of boxes of books – 15.
• People at Sunday night’s dinner party in honour of a friend’s 40th birthday – 6 adults, 2 children.
• Separate menu items planned for the dinner – 11.
• People in my life who have birthdays within the next week – 5.
• Things I am truly looking forward to during this Ottawa trip – 1 (Anna!)
• Mornings of commuting left – 3 (sweet mercy….).

Found a place to live just off Commercial Drive (Salsbury and William). A little two bedroom, a little too pricey – but very very nice – a place y’all could imagine me living in given my reputation for high standards in housing. As long as I can line up a mover – I’m planning a move date of November 26th. One thing off my mind at least!

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I’ve been reminded lately how alike apartment hunting and internet dating are: unpleasant, nerve-wracking, and full of the potential for rejection (not to mention the actual rejection). You get all dressed up and put on your best smile, only to find out that there’s someone sexier, and with better references already handing over the first month’s rent before you even knock on the door.

Why I have decided to engage in mindless internet-dating at the same time I am also apartment hunting is beyond me. Apparently I really needed to punish myself for my burgeoning workaholism….. which is another thing making me a bit panicky at the moment. Ack!

But really, I’m fine.. and a few drinks tonight should help me knock the stress down a level or two (oh no! am I also fostering a problem with alcohol!?). Over-diagnosing, active neurosing… Am I ever glad Friday is here….

All kidding aside – I didn’t get the place on Charles, but I have four places to look at between tonight and tomorrow afternoon. Plus, meeting up for dinner/drinks with friends which seems like something I’m in need of at the moment. Send good house-hunting energy my way friends! My goal is get myself housed by the end of this weekend.