Random notes:

So I didn't get my apartment after all. Apparently, the angels that were singing for me weren't as loud as the angels singing for the other person.

The landlords have offered to put in a good word for me for a unit in the building next to theirs, and I accepted, but I think that might be weird, living next to the place you'd rather be. Also, I fear that this will make my search even harder, as I now have a real life ideal that not many other places can live up to at that price.
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I just got an invitation to my niece's first birthday later this month, though, which has raised my spirits considerably. It's a Wiggles card. I wouldn't even know who they are, but for my niece.
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Is anyone else booked through the end of the year? I think I have maybe two weekends that aren't spoken for already. Maybe it's a good thing I'm not moving any time soon, as it appears that I don't have time to do it.
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I went dancing at a gay bar last night and had the best time. I got hit on twice. I think it's worth noting that I never get hit on at straight bars.
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You should watch the Futurama DVDs. They're funny.
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I tried to go a whole week without sugar, starting last Monday. I fell off the wagon on Thursday. I'm thinking of trying a different tactic, like abstaining next Monday. And then the next week, trying Monday and Tuesday, and so on, till I can go a whole week without sugar. It's not easy, but I think I can do it.
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That note above, about getting hit on at a gay bar? They were men. Men who had to confirm with me what team I played on. A friend of mine who is bi tells me that I ooze heterosexuality, which would explain why I've never been hit on by a woman. At least, I hope that's the reason.
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And that concludes the life update this Sunday morning.

Buenos noches.