When I was a student at UC I lived near Clifton and Ludlow. It was a great neighborhood. I rented the ground floor of a huge old Victorian house that I LOVED. That place was amazing. The neighborhood is minutes from the campus and was awesome.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I just had to check and the street I was on was Whitfield. I can't remember the house number any more. I wonder if the little art house movie theater is still around the corner. I'm sure that Skyline is still there and the UDF.
Hil I really hope you get a great place to live and an offer soon.
I was awake at 4:30 am with my phone alerts going off with birthday wishes from my UK SL friends. I have a Facebook account for that and I get phone alerts usually doesn't go off much. They don't know so didn't realize they were waiting me up.
Also mom's cat is home. Meowing loudly at the door demanding entrance and scritches
I just had to check and the street I was on was Whitfield.
I lived one block over from Whitfield. Great location.
I wonder if the little art house movie theater is still around the corner.
The Esquire is still going strong.
I'm sure that Skyline is still there and the UDF.
Yes and yes.
I got the official job offer.
This afternoon's plan is to call around to rental places and apartment ads and try to get some sort of schedule set up for seeing apartments, because nobody is responding to emails. Well, except for one who let me know that the apartment is on the fourth floor of a building with no elevator, so that's not going to work.
Hooray, official job offer!
Congratulations! That's fantastic.
Yay, officialdom! Yay, for encouraging next stages!
Yay for official job offer! Moving is so exciting.
I had put an ad on Freecycle asking for old, unwanted, or broken toys, because I use them in dioramas and art projects, and it occurred to me that I could maybe get some cool stuff for free that way. One person responded, and I picked up here bag today. Among the expected bag o' crap were three lovely seashells, a pretty ceramic cat, a nice ceramic toad (it's good luck to find a toad!), two little plastic tigers, and a classic Breyer horse, all in perfect condition, and a model airplane from Smithsonian that looks like it has all the parts. I call that successful scavenging.
I got the official job offer.
Yay! Best of luck apartment hunting. I know how hard it is to find a good place when accessibility is an issue, and I hope you find something perfect and soon.