The Scotto Grotto (org)

Francesco was a meanie today, and didn’t meet up.. I think because the apartment still looked a little shabby, and the bathroom wasn’t finished yet. He was rude in that I called him up to let him know I’d be 10 minutes late, and he tells me he can’t make it at all.. no call or anything. I’d have just shown up and he’d have been MIA.

Two strikes against Francesco so far. (The first being the unfair price hike) Bro thinks that he may be leading me on, so that I’ll be stuck with his place as is… I suspect that may be true, or that F is spreading himself too thin, and is just inconsiderate. Neither is a good thing in a landlord.

My brother and I walked the neighborhood, collecting some more numbers… We found a one bedroom cottage that rocked, and is in my price range, but the owner has it promised to a girl in south carolina until July 2… two days too late… I’m going to call Francesco tomorrow, and see if I can still get the place, on a weekly basis… maybe move there, see if I like it, and then shunt to the cottage if the girl doesn’t come down…(though she’d be crazy to pass it up.. it’s a great deal, and a neat layout.) We’ll see what happens. one way or the other, I’ll be near Broward boulevard by the end of next weekend.

Upside, I did get out of work early, spent some time with my bro tonight, riding bikes and hanging out.. it is a beautiful neighborhood. Near the intercoastal, big, beautiful trees, a nice calm area. I look forward to moving there.

I admire the woman’s integrity by not being swayed by cash money tomorrow on the cottage…it’s just a pity her integrity is in the way of my getting that place when I’d like it.

Tucking in soon… sweet dreams, dear journal.

p.s. My Cable is officially off until I move into my new place. Videos and DVDs until then, I suppose for my background TV noise.