My brother once found an apartment that was hundreds of dollars below the market rate. Turns out the landlord/owner was an old lady who had owned it for ages and never bothered to raise the rent along with the market rates. Turns out she had a hard time renting it, because most people must have figured there was something wrong with the place, given what she was charging. My brother and his friends figured that too, but they figured it was at least worth checking out. Good thing they did.

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Work is trying to kill me - and I have no one to go to for help. I may be working from now until 6pm Friday with minimal breaks.

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Apparently librarian work is very stressful

I've seen this kind of result for librarian work before. I just wonder about where they got their librarians from -- "trapped between bookshelves" doesn't sound like professional work. Heck, I feel like I rarely touch a book and whenever anyone asks me about being a librarian because s/he "loves books" I tell them to learn Latin and look into being a rare book librarian because the rest of us are on computers all day.

I boggle at the price of that apartment. There was one here in Berkeley that was 2400 sq/ft for $2500 that I drooled over during an open house once.

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My brother once found an apartment that was hundreds of dollars below the market rate. Turns out the landlord/owner was an old lady who had owned it for ages and never bothered to raise the rent along with the market rates.

I was thisclose to getting an apartment like that -- $1600/month, for a floor-through brownstone apartment in PRIME Park Slope. But before I could see it, the owner was tipped off to how much the place was really worth and she took it off the market. (I think she wanted to buy new appliances to jack the price up as much as possible.)

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I'm earwormed with Southern Cross Brit now. Grrrrrr.

Thanks a *lot*, Cass. Really

Alright, Brenda, you hold and I spank or the other way around?

t growls at Cass

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My brother once found an apartment that was hundreds of dollars below the market rate.

Well this one comes with a grumpy old landlady but so long as we don't need to talk much, we're fine. They'd had a lot of trouble keeping renters in the house (there are two apartments behind me) in the past. Most of them were here for far less than a year.

Are you not liking my musical selections, Trudy? Convienently, mentioning it here helped get rid of my earworm.

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It's a great song, its just stuck in my brain is all.

It's goodness, however, doesn't get you out of the spanking you'd have earned if it was, say, Karma Chameleon.

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Have I ever mentioned? - back in '83-'84 I watched quite a lot of MTV. Based on the video for "Karma Chameleon" I thought Boy George was a woman. (Of course, I didn't know that his name was Boy George then.)

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Dude. The world needs some painfully earnest songvids to Karma Chameleon. If only I could think of the perfect fandom for it... Xena?

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Not feeling invisible. Not feeling invisible. Not feeling invisible.

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