Kicked out
Ugh, it was too good a deal to last. In March, right before I signed, I had been looking for a place to stay. A friend of mine had to go to Moscow for a six month stint, in two days. She left, I moved in. I paid cheap rent for an awesome place, she got some money and someone to forward her mail.
She never told the landlord. Youch. This morning they finally spoke up, and boy were they upset. Anyway, looks like I’ll be looking for another place, pronto. It’s quite inconvenient… not to mention that I don’t have enough cash to pay the $3,000 or so that would be forthcoming in key money and deposit for signing a rental contract.
On the other hand, it would be nice to get my own place. Bunkyo-ku is pretty nice. Friend of mine got kicked out of his place too, he crashed with me two nights ago and that was probably the straw that broke the camel’s (uh, bent over li’l ol’ landlady, rather) back. Maybe we can go house-hunting together :P
Okay, back to work. Dang, 417 Day is close and I have made no preparations… -_-;;
