HUZZAHS ALL AROUND! Crazy landlord has given in to reason and returned (most) of my security deposit. Gotta love lowered expectations to swing pessimism to optimism to happiness, right?
Now all I have to do is scrounge up the other fifty bucks and BAM, I've got my security deposit for the new place. Admittedly, I should of waited to pay my roommates back until I got the security, but being in a place of reasonable financial stability (i.e. not working at a fast food joint) I felt it was the right thing to do. (not that there's anything wrong with working in the food industry, well, besides the pay)
Tonight I go out drinking, possibly to hit on another pizza girl. I found out yesterday a similar attempt occurred with great success as well as digit exchanging last Friday at the mansions, after which I promptly forgot the whole thing. Hah! Its kind of odd that even in what most people would call a "black-out" I'm still either charming or affluent seeming enough to pull a girl off the line, whilst avoiding the beer goggles I might add. I do remember what she looked like now that I had some friends to jog my memory and must say "Good form" to the drunken version of myself, good form indeed.
The STI remains in her nursery, hopefully receiving the tender care that only a mechanic who answers the phone with "STOP CALLING" can provide.
