After three years, I’m moving out of my awesome apartment. Probably. The rent is just too high. Management keeps raising the price higher and higher. They’ve raised it $340/month in the past three years. And I’m sorry but that’s just crazy. I asked the manager whether she’d be negotiable on rent, given that I’ve been such a good tenant these past three years, and she politely said no, citing the poor economy. Then, last week, she told me that she as going to be showing somebody my apartment today at 1:30. Now look, I’m not saying I purposely messed up my apartment to make it less attractive to the potential renter to thereby increase my bargaining position with management…but let’s just say I haven’t tidied up these past few days.

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Saw the movie 21 last week with my dear friend Karen. Got back to my apartment around 1AM, just as it started to rain. That’s when I realized that I had left my keys at the theater.

My building is supposed to keep extra keys on hand, only they couldn’t find the extra key to my apartment. I didn’t have cash for a cab, so I dashed back to the movie theatre—I mentioned the rain?—and when I got there, I saw that they had turned all the UP escalators DOWN.

At this point, mind you, I was already soaked with rain and sweat, but up the DOWN escalators I ran.
I pretended that I was running up the incline treadmill at the end of the American Gladiators Eliminator (the obstacle course).

When I got to the theatre, which was on the third floor, I couldn’t find my keys anywhere. The ONE person at the theatre didn’t know if anybody had turned in keys/didn’t speak English.

I called one of my LA friends and told him to cheer me up. He told me an awful anti-Semitic joke. Not awful because it was anti-Semitic. Both awful and anti-Semitic.

I ran back to my place and spent 1/2 the night at my neighbors. The on-call apartment engineer showed up at 4AM to let me in my place.

Sleep schedule’s been messed up ever since.
 

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