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Desperate times call for desperate meeasures. I enlisted the help of an Italian girl at the hostel to scout out rooms to rent with me. We came to one whose sign in the window indicated it was available... sweet! So I needed a closer look, and decided to stand on the large window sill and peek in the window. As I was animatedly describing the pair of boxers strung over the radiator in the front room, I was SHOCKED to see a male inhabitant of the house walking up the porch steps behind the Italian girl. AHHHHHHHH! I made some lame comment about possibly renting the house, and then ran away. It was bad.

Then I was looking at ads for rooms in a store window and a man in construction gear asked what kind of accomodations I was looking for. He showed us an apartment down the street that needed some renovation, but it was two bedrooms for £15O!!!! $300 a month! Crazy. But I think I'd get lonely all by myself. So the search continues.

I started work today - it was fun! Not too much to say because it's really similar to my last job, but I feel comfortable there. And the food is amazing. And yeah. "Happy days," as the Irish would say.