Guess what?
I got the apartment. WOOT!
Tomorrow I hand over two cashier's checks for first month and security deposit, sign a piece of paper, and they hand me a set of keys.
Expect a video tour of the new place in the next day or so. It's pretty incredible.
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Building number is 347. See that little grove of bushes? See that little walkway to the left of them? Well, at the end of the walkway is a gate. Inside the gate is an enclosed courtyard and a two story house (maybe a carriage-house in days gone by). My new studio (with a real kitchen area, two large, south-facing windows, an air conditioner, and a big bathroom with a REAL BATHTUB) is on the second floor.
Which means in addition to the cheap rent, the rent stabilization, being one/two blocks from most major subways, having a grocery store, my gym, a Duane Reade, Broadway theatres, the restaurants on 9th Avenue, I don't have to worry about neighbors clomping around upstairs. Here's hoping the next-door neighbor is a quiet Puerto Rican lady with no sub-woofers.
Normally, living right between 8th and 9th avenue would SUCK because of the tourists and all the people going to the restaurants on 9th. But because the apartment house is OFF the sidewalk and tucked away behind the Scientology building, it's REALLY quiet. That's what really sold me on this.
Now, it would be AWESOME if I could know for sure that there aren't dead kittens in the floorboards, but I guess that's part of the risk you take when you move into a new place, right?
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So...have you found dead kittens before?
You should know that the Scientologists only hide dead puppies under the floorboards. They put the kittens in the walls of the pantry.
"You DO KNOW that rent control is ILLEGAL, RIGHT?"
Heh-heh-heh.
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