Tuesday, August 26, 2003

I Can't Shut Up. Or Win.

Four posts in one day, huh? Kind of a record for me. Sheesh.

Finding roommates is LAME. I volunteered myself for this job and it's already seemingly falling apart on me.

Last Friday I got a call from a girl, senior at UW, world traveler, wanted to bring a cat but "understood" that it wouldn't work with Boo. She checked us out yesterday afternoon and said she'd let us know if she was interested. Haven't heard yet, to my knowledge, but if she is interested, we'll tell her by the end of the week if she's it. If people pay attention to me. And it's possible they won't.

Talked to an old friend up in Edmonds who couldn't afford to move out yet, but had a friend, female, pre-med at UW, who was interested. Arranged for them to come up tomorrow night after 8.

Got an email from another girl about the same time who's transferring to UW from community college. She's coming by tomorrow night at 7:30.

Got a call this morning from a guy, new grad student at UW from Boston, who didn't have any real questions for me at the time and I told him to come by tomorrow at 7.

Ten minutes later, another girl calls and wants to know if she can bring a cat. I tell her it won't work with the sweet but territorial Boo and all, and she says she'll call other people. Phew.

Then Aron from #n00n, who would be a damn near perfect match of a roommate for us, says he wants to get out of Phoenix and thinks Seattle would be rocking. Cos he's a rocker and he'd rock out. And I'm all, fuck yeah dude, if you can make yourself move, I'd be all about that. Because Aron is rad. It just sounds like a long shot.

So then Josie emails and says I have picked the worst possible night for all these interviews--although I chose them based on an email she sent saying she'd be moving but around that night, not to mention everyone else's tight schedules--and might not be around at all for any of them. The tone is a tad pissy. This makes me a tad pissy. She's going to be painting tonight and I'm sure a brief but pissy encounter will ensue, but what the hell am I supposed to do? If world traveler girl wants the room and we want to let her know by the weekend (as is my plan), I need to interview as many people as possible before then so we can make a decision.

I'm not trying to play the martyr here and I don't mean to accuse anyone of being deliberately wrong or flaky or annoying or anything, I'm just slightly frustrated. But things will go on as planned, or not.

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