Accommodation

I hate it. Every place I’ve lived in recently, either it has people living there who suck, in one way or another (the bad way), or the place sucks. Air conditioning is a must. People who clean up after themselves is a must. Crazy old alcos are definitely out.

Me and my baby are going to be moving in together, most likely with some Korean girl, there are some other options, but basically, as long as we know the person, they aint a pig, or like crazy or something them living with us would be awesome. At least then I don’t have to take pot luck with whoever moves in with us.

Taking essentially pot luck with what a place is like and how much of a pain, or lack of one the owners are is enough.

I recon as long as the place seems clean, big enough, has aircon and I’m living with people I am pretty sure I can live with, it should all be fine.

This is Brisbane… maybe if we went for the random flatmate option we might end up with one of the hot strippers who strut around the city in black tank tops and hot pants, distributing discount vouchers to their next lap dance…