At Home He's A Tourist by Gang of Four

I'm here to give you an update on my sad life because if I can't be happy then you guys might as well be a little less happy, too.

Yes, I am that bitter.

To begin with, my knees are super itchy because my wounds are healing after having been infected due to my fall from the run-in with the jagaloon in the blue Honda last Tuesday.  But at least they're healing, right?

I'm moving out of my beloved apartment to someplace not yet known.  If the gods are good, I will find an affordable one bedroom above a bar with plenty of windows in a cool neighborhood like Wicker Park or Bucktown.   Until the gods see fit to bestow such a gift unto me, I am living with my mother again.

My mother.

Again.

*runs away from super-depressing topic lest I return to cutting myself*

My landlord was super-pissed when I told him I was leaving and oddly that made me feel better.  He wasn't pissed at me, he was just pissed because I was leaving.  He tried to convince me I did not have bedbugs in my room - he inspected the mattress and box spring then gave them to his cousin because there was no evidence of bedbugs on them.  He told me to compare my bites to Don's (my roommate with the bed infestation) and noted how miniscule mine were.  He told me I would still have to pay for July per the rental agreement and since my 6 months were up in August anyway, I might as well stick around.

He did not realize how seriously anti-bug I am.  I just can't do it.

I'm stuck paying July's rent but since I'll get my deposit back in August anyway, I'm not mad about it.

According to him, the two guys I live with (one with bedbugs, the other with a consistent rent-paying inconsistency) will be out soon so he'll start all over with all new people.

In the meantime, I've been visiting my apartment to pack up clothes (in securely fastened plastic bags) to wash at my mother's house, checking out Craigslist and Domu for single bedroom apartments and watching my Lollapalooza ticket gain views every day it is on Craigslist while getting no bids or even "Watch Item" clicks.  I might sell my clunker of a television set so I can upgrade to a flat screen or just to have Cali money.

While it may sound fiscally irresponsible, that is one thing I am not prepared to give up: California.  I need this trip more than anything now.

There are some good things though: my landlord is going to help me out with finding boxes for packing; I picked up my laptop yesterday so I can continue working on my comic book; I have apartment viewings set up for the weekend and next week; and I started watching Breaking Bad on Netflix over the weekend.  That show is awesome.

Plus, CALIFORNIA IN A MONTH!

So stoked.  Can't wait.  I need me some Danielle lovin'. Oh and Jack White.  Need me summa dat, too.