Well, I've moved once again, and am finally settled down, more or less. For the moment, anyway.
I ended up in a really cool farmhouse a little bit north of Cambridge. It's a giant house that was split into three different apartments, mine is a 3 bedroom (that's being generous, the third "bedroom" is pretty tiny) which is enormous by New York standards. The best thing about it is the location - even though it's only a 15 minute bicycle ride for me to get to work right in the middle of Cambridge, it feels like it's in the middle of nowhere, I'm surrounded by hay fields and a pasture where a few horses graze. So it's nice to have that settled.
I've also started cooking again which is a good feeling. Cambridge is sadly not a very good place to go out to eat, so not really having a kitchen was driving me insane. Now I've got a kitchen that's roughly the size of my old apartment, so I can make big meals every night.
On another note... after three and a half years together, Victrola and I split up. It actually happened about two weeks after I arrived in Cambridge. She called me to tell me she didn't want to see me any more. I have to say, I'm not especially happy with her timing - having just moved to a new country literally thousands of miles away from all my friends and family and tryin to start a new job, it was the last thing I wanted to deal with. So, suffice to say, she's on my shit list. Not to mention the fact that she still has a bunch of my stuff (including my cat) and owes me a ton of money, all of which is in NYC. But I'm working on getting all of those things back, and getting over it. I'm following the advice that I gave to a friend and his wife left him "fuck that bitch." And I've gone on a few dates with some British girls that have been fun. So life goes on I guess.
Hope everyone else out there is doing OK.
I ended up in a really cool farmhouse a little bit north of Cambridge. It's a giant house that was split into three different apartments, mine is a 3 bedroom (that's being generous, the third "bedroom" is pretty tiny) which is enormous by New York standards. The best thing about it is the location - even though it's only a 15 minute bicycle ride for me to get to work right in the middle of Cambridge, it feels like it's in the middle of nowhere, I'm surrounded by hay fields and a pasture where a few horses graze. So it's nice to have that settled.
I've also started cooking again which is a good feeling. Cambridge is sadly not a very good place to go out to eat, so not really having a kitchen was driving me insane. Now I've got a kitchen that's roughly the size of my old apartment, so I can make big meals every night.
On another note... after three and a half years together, Victrola and I split up. It actually happened about two weeks after I arrived in Cambridge. She called me to tell me she didn't want to see me any more. I have to say, I'm not especially happy with her timing - having just moved to a new country literally thousands of miles away from all my friends and family and tryin to start a new job, it was the last thing I wanted to deal with. So, suffice to say, she's on my shit list. Not to mention the fact that she still has a bunch of my stuff (including my cat) and owes me a ton of money, all of which is in NYC. But I'm working on getting all of those things back, and getting over it. I'm following the advice that I gave to a friend and his wife left him "fuck that bitch." And I've gone on a few dates with some British girls that have been fun. So life goes on I guess.
Hope everyone else out there is doing OK.
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