son of apartment hunting...
I walked like 5 miles today.
First apartment: $800 studio, utilities (except electric) included
; coin-op laundry in basement
~20min. walk from Davis Square (down Highland). On the 2nd floor. You enter into the kitchen. This whole the-kitchen-is-its-own-room is a definite step up from yesterday. The bedroom is good-sized. (And I actually enjoy seeing a place while it still has the previous tenant's furniture in it 'cause it helps with the visualizing of how my stuff would fit.)
Second apartment: the one people liked
-- $533 for 1of3BRs, electric and utilities not included; laundromat a 5min. walk away
Walk back on Highland to Davis Square, then head onto Holland and walk ~15min.
2nd floor again. Large living room, and what I imagine is intended as a dining room (it has the lack of doorway that my parents' place has). The "dining room" is basically wholly empty. Good-sized kitchen -- lacking any table or chairs. Apparently a folding table is in storage. It's a 3BR and the one person who is staying is very much an open-space person, and grew up eating in front of the TV. She's big on change, though, and seems amenable to compromise -- certainly says bringing the folding table back in to the kitchen wouldn't be a problem.
I said I was gonna sleep on it, but I think I'm gonna take this place.
On my way back, I got out at Harvard. The spray paint artist is back. I also bumped into Susan N. and we caught up for a bit. I got a strawberry-banana smoothie from OlderSmoothieGuy and it was zyum.
I stopped at the library on the way home to pick up books for my mom. Told Terry about my drunken hit-ons. 'Twas amusing.
Picked up Rieslings for tomorrow's Easter dinner. They were having a free wine-tasting, so I got a sample of a Pinot Gris and a Pinot Noir.
My mom and I were gonna go to Easter Vigil tonight, but today neither of us were feeling all that into going, so we're staying home.