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Hey everyone!
Sorry to leave the gap between entries so long, just thought I'd give things time to spiral out of control again. ;)
No, I'm just kidding. Really I'm fine, and despite my melodramatic postings sometimes, I want to assure you that I'm still my happy-pappy self, no matter how much rancid dung is flung in my direction or how much I complain. (Because, though I don't want to admit it, there is quite a lot of complaining done on this blog. All justified I might add!)

So!
Let's update ye all with tales both frivolous and faulty.. (As read by Greytoe the misconstrued pirate.. yarr..)
As ye all know, me first place o' lodgin wasn't the best..
Nay! Say I to he, and with the quickness of a hare, I check Craigslist for a new place.
Found one, did I! Meet with the tenant, I did, and dropped off the deposit, for me peace of mind. Yarr!
(Suddenly Greytoe collapses from excessive alcohol, and James continues in his place..)
Anyway, the place was great, the guy was nice, and he said he'd be getting a key cut for me within the next few days.
Great! I think, handing over the deposit, and leaving the appartment with a smile.
That night, I get an e-mail from Alex (the guy I'd be sharing the new appartment with) saying that unfortunately, his mother has passed away, and he's got to leave town for a couple of weeks. "If you're still interested for the first of March, I'll hold onto the room for you." he says. I write back saying yes, I'd like that, and add that if there's anything I can do, to let me know.
Now I have nowhere to live. But luckily, one of my friends Sam says that I can stay at her place if I like. I gratefully accept.
So, I move my few belongings to her studio, and I've been living there for the better half of the month.
Two days ago, after two weeks has definitely gone by, I decide that its time to give Alex a ring, and see if he's back from his mother's funeral.
His mobile goes to voicemail, and it really doesn't sound like him. But I assume I have the wrong number.
I email him, and get no response.
Now I'm getting that feeling again. Yeah, you know the one.
So, I ring the building, and get management on the line. The conversation goes thus:

"Hi, my name's James, I'm supposed to be moving into an appartment with a guy named Alex at the end of the month, just wondering if you know how I can get a hold of him because I think I got the wrong cell number.."
-"Hi James. Who did you say you were moving in with?"
"Alex Devine."
-"Alex Devine doesn't live here anymore.."
"He doesn't?"
-"*pause* Did you drop off any money to Alex, maybe a deposit or advance on rent?"
"Yeah, $300 deposit.."
-"Ah.. Ok, James I'm really sorry to tell you this, but you've been scammed.."
"..."
-"Yeah, we've had a lot of calls recently with the same thing. You're the sixth person."
"Right.. Uh, when was the last time you saw him?"
-"He dropped off his keys a week ago, we haven't seen him since.."
"Ok then... Hey babe you wanna meet up for coffee? I know a swingin place on Granville that the cats go crazy over!"

Note - The last line may have been fabricated to conceal the true nature of my response..

Anyway, so long story short, I got scammed.. again.. and apparently I'm on of the "lucky ones", because I only gave the guy $300, but that's still a lot of cash, and that sets me back quite a way on the rent situation..
So! I've been looking for another place, avoiding Craigslist like the plague, because it's now the third time it's lead me to crapsville, and finally I think I've found one. I met with the landlord today, and hopefully... HOPEFULLY.. this one works out..
Only time will tell though.
Other then that, I'm doing fine, got some work, and it's sunny today which is a first. I'll write again soon!
Until then, keep your fingers crossed for me ladies and gents. Love you all,

Jimzip :D