Good times and bad times happened during the time I haven't posted.
Good time: Signed a lease on a studio apartment located in perhaps the coolest possible residential area in the Loop. Only $1177 a month for an apartment, party suite, fitness center (like I'll use it), 2 hot tubs, 2 saunas, a patio, a little park, complementary coffee, guest suites, a fancy Italian café next door, a morning shuttle bus that takes you up and down Michigan, and some sweetass modernist fountains outside. And it's just a 15 or 20-minute walk to the Michigan and Sharp buildings.
However, I'll need to crash somewhere from May 12th-June 5th since I can't move in 'till June 6th. Anyone need a housesitter?
Bad time: For some reason, after excitedly telling everyone that my piece was going to be in Art Bash, it didn't show up at Art Bash. I asked Leone, the teacher who sent it in, and she said she handed the copy of my video directly to the person who made the compilation that played at Art Bash. So hopefully that asshole will pay my tuition for the next three years, get fired, and/or be publicly humiliated in payment for the frustration and humiliation he/she caused me. Now I'm feeling like a total loser, so thanks, whoever you are and you know who you are. I missed out on seeing my work projected inside an actual theater setting because some twatface decided to be lazy and unprofessional that day.
Good time: I went to lunch with my uncle and my cousin who were in town on a short vacation. We ate at Cheesecake Factory and later on joined up with my aunt and my younger cousin to go to Filene's Basement. I bought two articles of Ben Sherman clothing for only $20 each. Such a bargain, I tell you.
Bad time: I was not born to gesso. Especially pieces of masonite.
...I can housesit from May 12th-June 5th...
Showing posts with label apartments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label apartments. Show all posts
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Apartments, Ahoy!
Today I looked at two apartments.
The first one was located in between the Chicago and Grand stops on the red line, and, boy, was that neighborhood majestic. The apartment itself was located on top of a Designer Resale shop, right on a happy little tree-lined street, across from Starbucks and Whole Foods. Quite the Yuppyhood. It was a pretty sunny studio with bay windows and French doors leading to the kitchen.
However, I noticed that the door was kind of busted. When I asked the realtor about it, he said that there was an emergency where they needed to ax down the door to get in. Sketchy, much? But other than that it's pretty much a steal -- $1085 in the Loop? I oughta sign up now! The people at Chicago Apartment Finders were amazed as well, but changed their minds once I mentioned the door. Plus, the dude at that place (the apartment in the loop) didn't seem so "Wham! Pow! Apartment! Deal!" about the place, if you know what I mean. The painting was a little lumpy and poopy too.
I took a nice stroll from the apartment to the Instituto Cervantes. I picked up some information on advanded/intensive classes and the DELE test. I need to brush up on my Castillian Spanish, and perhaps learn some Basque or Catalan if I wish.
I also went to Beyond the Wall to kill some time before my appointment at Chicago Apartment Finders. I bought a postcard of Young Pete (From "Pete & Pete") posing next to Artie, the Strongest Man in the World:
Then I went to Chicago Apartment Finders, where Josh took me to see some apartments. Unfortunately I was only able to see this one 1 Bedroom apartment in Lincoln Park, which was probably perfect for me. I'm planning on checking out some more on Tuesday, even though I feel a small spot in my heart being carved out for that Lincoln Park apartment.
The first one was located in between the Chicago and Grand stops on the red line, and, boy, was that neighborhood majestic. The apartment itself was located on top of a Designer Resale shop, right on a happy little tree-lined street, across from Starbucks and Whole Foods. Quite the Yuppyhood. It was a pretty sunny studio with bay windows and French doors leading to the kitchen.
However, I noticed that the door was kind of busted. When I asked the realtor about it, he said that there was an emergency where they needed to ax down the door to get in. Sketchy, much? But other than that it's pretty much a steal -- $1085 in the Loop? I oughta sign up now! The people at Chicago Apartment Finders were amazed as well, but changed their minds once I mentioned the door. Plus, the dude at that place (the apartment in the loop) didn't seem so "Wham! Pow! Apartment! Deal!" about the place, if you know what I mean. The painting was a little lumpy and poopy too.
I took a nice stroll from the apartment to the Instituto Cervantes. I picked up some information on advanded/intensive classes and the DELE test. I need to brush up on my Castillian Spanish, and perhaps learn some Basque or Catalan if I wish.
I also went to Beyond the Wall to kill some time before my appointment at Chicago Apartment Finders. I bought a postcard of Young Pete (From "Pete & Pete") posing next to Artie, the Strongest Man in the World:
Then I went to Chicago Apartment Finders, where Josh took me to see some apartments. Unfortunately I was only able to see this one 1 Bedroom apartment in Lincoln Park, which was probably perfect for me. I'm planning on checking out some more on Tuesday, even though I feel a small spot in my heart being carved out for that Lincoln Park apartment.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Cupcakes and Crap
I've been working on sandwich boards for two days in a row. They're about 3/4 done -- all I need to do is place some balsa wood and some laminated photos and PRESTO! Ready to be placed in certain areas of Chicago.
That's all I have to say. Other than I went shopping yesterday before working on the sandwich boards with Alice. Oh, H&M, how you aid me in finding cool duds.
Bleck, nothing on my iTunes is listenable right now. And I'm not sure if Back of the Yards is safe or not to go to tomorrow to place a sandwich board with a picture of a fair that occurred there in the 1950's.
I made elaborate cupcakes with Bennett and Sam last night. I tried making some fancy puppy cupcakes but ended up making a gay male couple and what Sam called a "Spaghetti Dog." Sam made some kickass cupcakes, including some kittens and a wolf. Bennett's unicorn was prime, horn made out of airheads and horse teeth and all. She's going to document them, so hopefully I can post some photos here soon.
Don't know if my parents have looked through that list of apartments I sent them. They should've looked at them as early as possible, since Craig's List ads expire a week after they've been posted. Arrrrrgh my living situation for next year!
I think I might smell. Otherwise it's a pure coincidence that no one can or is agreeing to share an apartment with me. I will think so until someone else proves otherwise. (I used "otherwise" twice in a paragraph... not being a flexible writer, Kimberly, not... being... flexible.)
Book of reference for our cupcakes:
That's all I have to say. Other than I went shopping yesterday before working on the sandwich boards with Alice. Oh, H&M, how you aid me in finding cool duds.
Bleck, nothing on my iTunes is listenable right now. And I'm not sure if Back of the Yards is safe or not to go to tomorrow to place a sandwich board with a picture of a fair that occurred there in the 1950's.
I made elaborate cupcakes with Bennett and Sam last night. I tried making some fancy puppy cupcakes but ended up making a gay male couple and what Sam called a "Spaghetti Dog." Sam made some kickass cupcakes, including some kittens and a wolf. Bennett's unicorn was prime, horn made out of airheads and horse teeth and all. She's going to document them, so hopefully I can post some photos here soon.
Don't know if my parents have looked through that list of apartments I sent them. They should've looked at them as early as possible, since Craig's List ads expire a week after they've been posted. Arrrrrgh my living situation for next year!
I think I might smell. Otherwise it's a pure coincidence that no one can or is agreeing to share an apartment with me. I will think so until someone else proves otherwise. (I used "otherwise" twice in a paragraph... not being a flexible writer, Kimberly, not... being... flexible.)
Book of reference for our cupcakes:
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