the path of yeast resistance

It’s been another hard-core week of meh here on PlanetChip. Nothing too exciting going on. It’s looking more and more like Erica and I are going to move. She really wants out but I am still hanging on because I love our apartment. The slumlords this week proved again they are incapable of lording a slam. When our water bill came in it read 'final bill'. I called them to inquire and the water company said the building was no longer using their service. I asked the latest in brain-dead-talking-heads running the rental office to confirm it. 'Don’t you think you might’ve told the residents that you’re switching water companies so when they get one that says final bill they don’t freak out? I guess that’s too much to ask of the brain dead.

Apartment prices in Raleigh are outrageous. There’s one complex just up the road that fits very nicely in our budget but it’s one complex up the road in the wrong direction. Because of Erica's job I want to move back towards our old apartment in Da Village. Unfortunately that is Raleigh's current hotspot to live. All the young tweakers, hipsters & trust fund babies are gobbling up all the apartments leaving us poop/outta luck.