I should be asleep. My flight leaves tomorrow at 7:20am, and I have the first of potentially three big days of apartment hunting tomorrow, with a stop at the Harvard Housing Office followed by appointments with brokers at 4 and 6:30. Everything would be easier--esp. my decision-making faculties being less cloudy and cranky--if I got a good night's sleep tonight. Instead, I'm awake at 3am dialing into the University computer from my laptop so I can type a freaking inane and diaristic blog post. This is a regular thing, me having trouble sleeping the night before I have to travel somewhere. Or, more generally, an inverse relationship between the seeming importance of getting a good night's sleep and the amount of sleep I actually get.
I do have some promising appointments scheduled and am resolute, so I'm optimistic that I will find some kind of appropriate housing. Frankly, one of the best things about having a bit of disposable income (and, since my salary is a matter of public record, you can see what I mean by bit) is that one is allowed the comfort of confronting certain problems with the knowledge that, if worse comes to worst, one can just throw money at it and get a workable solution.
17 comments:
That's the American Way: throw money at it!
...but if we've learned anything from our "American-way" is that throwing money at it doesn't always lead to success (e.g., War on Drugs, War on Poverty). I'm sure you'll find something that meets your needs without breaking the bank. Happy hunting.
gee, 6:48, you don't think there is more to the war on drugs and poverty than there might be to jeremy's apartment hunt, do you? seriously, if the government weren't involved in maintainingpoverty and drug trade, that would probably help.
i've always wanted to live in a hotel. keep that option in mind if you can't find an apartment.
Corrie: A fantastic idea. Hotel living is seriously where it's at. But man, talk about throwing money at problems. Living in a hotel is like hurling big wads of money at it.
particularly in boston.
back-up plan: basement of the library
Isn't that where like Joe Pesci lives?
Worst case scenario, Jeremy, I know of a nice vent on a sidewalk in the Back Bay area.
I like that Jeremy was being reflexive about his own position and how he, unlike some of us, can take comfort from the fact that he has the income to find housing and will not have to resort to sleeping on a grate or living with a "partner" who crushes their self esteem on a daily basis because he is severely mentally ill, maybe even sociopathic. OK, see, this is why I don't blog. So uh, yeah, a little money-throwing can go a long way, American or otherwise.
I think if you were to have a grammarian parse out the first sentence of Anon 6:53, I've not only just been called severely mentally ill (and maybe sociopathic) but also it's suggested that this is where my income comes from.
Incidentally, whatever one wants to say about the War on Drugs and the War on Poverty, if we take things to the individual level, it's the War on Aging, that people can sometimes throw a lot of money at with little resolution to show for it.
Oh my ... and to think I was an English major once upon a time!!
I'm so sorry for my bad grammar, I'm a little freaked out right now and of course it has NOTHING at all to do with Jeremy. I read this blog to smile and because I really like Jeremy. I guess I just have to hope that no one else was parsing my grammar too closely except that I guess if you read his response then you might ... oh shit ... I'm not getting much right at the moment.
I am in a bad living situation with someone who is very ill and I'm really, really sad. And this is why I don't blog because I don't want everyone to know how awful my life is on a daily basis and I'm afraid blogging would open the door to total diarist mode for me and I wouldn't be able to stop (of course, I could adopt a pseudonym and blog away ... hmmm ... oh wait, there is that thing called journaling ... and you don't depress other people that way).
Anyway, again, I apologize if my bad grammar offended anyone or looked as though I were referring to anyone except the unnamed person who is NOT Jeremy. I am just freaked out and wishing I had some money to throw at the situation.
Sadly, anonymous 6:53
p.s. sorry for being a downer on this otherwise happy blog.
Anon 6:53: I wrote a longer comment to you that was apparently lost. It's not clear from your comment if you are a reader that I know personally or not. In any case, I'm very sorry for your situation. The idea of what difference it makes to be able to throw money at problems is something that is always made very salient to me whenever I visit my parents, as I did last weekend.
Jeremy Freese,
I freakin' hate you when you correct people's grammar like that (or rather than correcting, simply point out that it is wrong). If you couldn't figure out what anon 6:53 was trying to say that you're not as smart as you think you are. It was obvious this person was sad. This is clear example of you kicking the wounded (and trying to hide your callousness in humor).
Anon 2:51: I'm not sure where the suggestion of my being a habitual grammar-corrector or wounded-kicker comes from. In any event, I did not appreciate the extent to which Anon 6:53 was talking about her/his own situation until their latest comment. Obliviousness is not the same thing as callousness, although perhaps both will be consigned to the same circle of hell.
what's your fricking problem, 2:51? jeremy may be an ass sometimes, but he hardly kicks people when they are down.
anyway, there was a typo in your comment. i thought you should know.
I will advise you to use google.com and find apartment rental companies. You don’t need to go from place to place- in such websites you at least can see house photos.. There are sites with fees but there are dozens free sites.
marti
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