That Time I Was Homeless...

So, I hate to admit it, but for the past month, I have self-imposed a bit of a press imbargo.

I know, I know, "The people should know the news as soon as it's fit to print," but the fact of the matter is, it wasn't fit to print. But now it is. Because it's over *knocking on wood.

To summarize (because it's a really boring story), I was supposed to live in halls in Old Street, but it was a shit room and they were charging a shitload of money. Thanks to my scatter-brained Dad and my own confused communications, I couldn't move in when I was slated to and had to wait until the Halls received my payment. Between not-moving-in and the Halls receiving payment, I found a better spot with more space, a real kitchen, and a more central location. Then, there was a mad dash to ensure that Halls did not, in fact, receive my payment. (During this time, I pictured myself in a thriller movie all about bank transfers, deposits, and wires--I quickly realized why Holly/Bollywood has yet to make a movie about nail-biting bank transfers--they are boring to all except those who are waiting on tenterhooks for the particular outcome. Then, of course, Halls received the payment and I had to put on my sweetest face and voice in order to get the cash back--finally, I did (but not before the CEO of the residence company went on holiday and I had to wait a week until he returned in order to plead my case)

Throughout this, I imposed astronomically on friends and I do not know what I would have done without them. *cue Beatles song that Harper recently sang at the NAC with YoYoMA--minus Harper, of course.

BIG THANK YOUS are due to Talia (and her old housemates), Julie, Jennifer, and Melvyn (and of course Caitlyn--who's two...we shared each others toast for the last week and a bit.)

It's been a long time--a month, to be relatively exact, and now I think I can finally say with confidence that I've got a place to stay. I'm living in a flat in Russell Square (uber central) with a couture fashion designer and a lovely girl who's on the Olympic committee for London in 2012. There will be housewarming fiestas imminently.

I love you all and I hope life is treating you well!
now, I'm off to sleep in MY VERY OWN BED!

xo
HC