if that's movin' up...

Sorry for the absence, guys! My life sort of exploded in the past month. A lot of stuff to deal with, including but not limited to, a bad-ass cold, a big-ass dental bill and the upcoming termination of my lease. My rent was hiked so after six long years and several battles with m-i-c-e, I'll be leaving The Tiny Wee Studio.

The m-i-c-e did not win the war, I assure you. My greedy landlord did. I refuse to pay his new asking price so I'm packing up my shit and leaving on or before June 30. I have my eye on a place nearby so, if all goes well, I'll be moving about two blocks away into a bigger, better place... sans Mickey. It's not 100% yet so please keep your fingers crossed.

It wasn't a change I was expecting. In fact, in one of my somewhat recent posts, I mentioned the rehab my apartment had recently undergone. I had planned to stay in my apartment for another year so that I could save my money and be all practical and crap. But since when do things go the way I plan them? NEVAH!

However, instead of feeling all pissy and put-upon, I'm embracing the change and getting myself excited about the blank canvas that will be my new apartment. Wish me luck!