If you call looking through 219 housing listings and writing over 51 emails fun, then I had a very fun-filled and productive Monday night. I call it boring, tedious, anger-inducing, frustrating…
Basically ‘bad’ stuff.
It’s even more annoying that I’m looking for Allister and myself. I’m increasingly suspicious that Allister hasn’t been looking and is relying on me to find a place. I could be wrong, but since my parents are the ones who’ll have to drive to Waterloo to check out possibilites and he hasn’t contacted me once on this matter…
Yeah. I’ve drawn my inferences.