seattle

A Place to Live

I now have my very own place to live in Seattle. They would never say it, but I am sure Travis & Monica are relieved to be relieved of their hosting duties. My new place is on 15th Ave and E Union Street. The building is from the early 1900’s but is in very good shape. The cons are a weird heating system, 1950’s frig, and one of those damn tiny stoves. But the apartment has more nice things than un-nice things. The kitchen is newish and has two cabinets with leaded glass doors as well as a place for a kitchen table; there is a huge closet, full bath, and a build in dresser. The windows are new and most of the utilities are included— I’m satisfied.

Now I need to occupy this little space with things. After spending an entire paycheck at IKEA I still need to at least get a sofa, but I think I have the under control. The plan is to find a used one. I’m clearly a genius.

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Where I am

15th ave google mapRight now I am living in Seattle, at 1421 E. 15th Ave, which is in the Capital Hill area. I am sleeping on a nice bed which Travis and Monica bought from Ikea. The bed is in the dinning room in an apartment that faces west towards the water, though I can’t see any water from here. I’ve been told you can see the Space Needle, but only once the trees shake off their fancy green leaves.

If I was gay I’d probably be an alcoholic because there are two gay bars within dancing distance. One is called The Men’s Room (I guess it’s actually C.C. Attle’s but there’s a big sign that says the Men’s Room, which I think is better for a lot of reasons), the other is called Thumpers… which made me start to wonder, does a place like The Men’s Room start off with the idea of being a gay bar, or a gentleman’s club? How does a bar owner go about encouraging clientele? The name is a start, but I guess a better answer is to have “leather uniform night.”

But I digress.

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bedThe apartment. It is very nice, the proximity to downtown with three groceries stores all within easy walking distance, and parks, museums, galleries, (etc) seems nice. My host, Monica is also very nice, and my other host Boo is also nice (even if he sits on the newspaper whenever I am reading it). The verdict? I am lucky. Oh, and I am stealing a neighbor’s wireless internet, which is also lucky and nice for me.

I’d say more about where I am staying, but it seems like this has gotten long already so I’ll leave it at that for now.

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