So here I am, sitting in front of my computer in my new (and first ever) apartment in Chicago, Illinois. I met my roommate around lunch time today, saw the apartment, etc. Everything looked good, so I moved my shit in and, well, YAY!!!!!!
The apartment is nice. It has two bedrooms, a bathroom, hall closet, walk-in storage room, a big living area, and a decent kitchen with a gas stove, a brand new refrigerator, and a convection oven. Hardwood floors, high ceilings, funky old cast iron radiators, and one of those cool old cast iron bathtubs with the lions feet.
I have two roommates. One is a 37 y/o dude by the name of Steve. The other is an orange and white cat I have decided to call Walter (he was unnamed before). I dig it here, it’s nice.
So…who wants to come visit me?
