I’ve got to decide whether to stay in Cinci or not. My lease is up and I’m renting month-to-month now, so I can bail. But the thought of moving.. I’m not enthused at all.
I’m still looking for work, and obviously if I can find any it’s a moot point. But the cost is going up either way: the rent is the same, but they’re charging 25 for water and 5 for trash per month (the city won’t pick up trash from apartments with more than four tenants anymore, because WTF?), the internet will be 75 instead of 50, and I got a letter today that the AC would be replaced by a unit that control both AC and heat. Now that’s shitty, because instead of the gas radiator, the heat will go on my electric. Oh, and the electric “distribution charges” mean that the totally reeasonable 30 bucks a month is now consistently almost 70.
I expect that’ll be about 100 more a month. Fantastic, right? Thanks, price gouging corporations and general inflation.
So there’s that. The little things count too, though. The weird coffee shop I like has mostly lost me. Instead of ordering at the counter, there’s table service now. But you seat yourself, and most business still happens at the counter. Which means half the time, you seat yourself and no one notices and you never get served. Plus, it’s more a fucking hassle for both customers and the staff than just ordering at the counter and taking a table marker. Their bottomless coffee that used to be 3 bucks is now almost 5- and their credit card minimum is 5. I just want to go in, pay a couple bucks for a cup or two and then draw for an hour, but it’s not really a place for that now.
My favorite bartender also quit Arlin’s, so that’s a bummer too.
On the other hand, I really don’t want to be in Georgetown. Lexington, maybe, but even then.. eh.