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Thursday, February 17th, 2005 11:59 pm
just so random
So I found this condo.
I always find condos. I want a condo. Specifically, because I'm just that silly and pretentious, I want one downtown of Austin. I mean, for more than the entire ooh, downtown living, so trendy. Mostly because I hate to drive. I like walking. And i'd love walking to go pretty much anywhere I need on a daily basis, barring you know, work. And the *people*. And the used book stores and very local super Barnes and Noble and Whole Foods like, right nearby. That's like, my concept of bliss. The library? Less than a mile away! LESS THAN A MILE!
So, per usual, I did my monthly look-at of what's available that isn't, you know, starting in the seven hundred K group.
This actually *hurt*.
http://www.thebelair.com/floorplans.html
The Mirage one.
See, this is actually vaguely in the realm of possible. I estimated, using the amounts that were listed at another site, that it will run from around 180 to maybe 220 K, I think. Okay, at my current job, no, but if I could raise my take-home by about seven hundred, I could afford the mortage without giving up being able to easily get Child fun things. And there are jobs that, if I can just stay with teh agency long enough, that I can get just because of experience level, that would let me.
But God, that's like, at least three years away, and when these are gone, resale will be about double what it is now. *seethes* Bastards. You almost-affordable bastards.
But it is cool, isn't it? So. Damn. Cool. And surely by the time I can afford, there will definitely be others to adore this much. But that roof. Mmm. Roof.
But I like looking at it. I mean, it's nice. And it has rooftop access! And you know, i'm beginning to wonder if I can arrange a marriage of convenience with someone. I mean, I can offer baked goods on a daily basis. Would someone marry me for bread? Or porn. I could write them porn. Which actually sounds somewhat creepy. But in a good, wholesome way.
Though that would require actual marriage. I mean on one hand, pretty dress, lots of food, dancing, presents, KITCHEN AID BLENDER WHEE! On the other hand--well. Commitment. I don't commit to detergent, for goodness sake.
Must ponder.
On the upside, my bed search may be soon coming to a close. Ooh! And cirque du soleil is comign to Austin! And me and Vannezsa and Child are so going, cause man, Child will flip out seeing this. I'll make it a day of me and him and Vannezsa doing things downtown and walking around, since tall building still just blow his mind. His little eyes are like saucers the entire time. It's incredibly cute. And third happy thing, I got approved for leave during his spring break, so an entire week of me, him, the GameCube, the Playstation, and possibly, some highly inappropriately violent video game. Ooh yeah. I'm getting *really* tired of him beating me.
And now I'm just sounding punchy. *g* Insomnia has this effect on me.
I always find condos. I want a condo. Specifically, because I'm just that silly and pretentious, I want one downtown of Austin. I mean, for more than the entire ooh, downtown living, so trendy. Mostly because I hate to drive. I like walking. And i'd love walking to go pretty much anywhere I need on a daily basis, barring you know, work. And the *people*. And the used book stores and very local super Barnes and Noble and Whole Foods like, right nearby. That's like, my concept of bliss. The library? Less than a mile away! LESS THAN A MILE!
So, per usual, I did my monthly look-at of what's available that isn't, you know, starting in the seven hundred K group.
This actually *hurt*.
http://www.thebelair.com/floorplans.html
The Mirage one.
See, this is actually vaguely in the realm of possible. I estimated, using the amounts that were listed at another site, that it will run from around 180 to maybe 220 K, I think. Okay, at my current job, no, but if I could raise my take-home by about seven hundred, I could afford the mortage without giving up being able to easily get Child fun things. And there are jobs that, if I can just stay with teh agency long enough, that I can get just because of experience level, that would let me.
But God, that's like, at least three years away, and when these are gone, resale will be about double what it is now. *seethes* Bastards. You almost-affordable bastards.
But it is cool, isn't it? So. Damn. Cool. And surely by the time I can afford, there will definitely be others to adore this much. But that roof. Mmm. Roof.
But I like looking at it. I mean, it's nice. And it has rooftop access! And you know, i'm beginning to wonder if I can arrange a marriage of convenience with someone. I mean, I can offer baked goods on a daily basis. Would someone marry me for bread? Or porn. I could write them porn. Which actually sounds somewhat creepy. But in a good, wholesome way.
Though that would require actual marriage. I mean on one hand, pretty dress, lots of food, dancing, presents, KITCHEN AID BLENDER WHEE! On the other hand--well. Commitment. I don't commit to detergent, for goodness sake.
Must ponder.
On the upside, my bed search may be soon coming to a close. Ooh! And cirque du soleil is comign to Austin! And me and Vannezsa and Child are so going, cause man, Child will flip out seeing this. I'll make it a day of me and him and Vannezsa doing things downtown and walking around, since tall building still just blow his mind. His little eyes are like saucers the entire time. It's incredibly cute. And third happy thing, I got approved for leave during his spring break, so an entire week of me, him, the GameCube, the Playstation, and possibly, some highly inappropriately violent video game. Ooh yeah. I'm getting *really* tired of him beating me.
And now I'm just sounding punchy. *g* Insomnia has this effect on me.