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TODAY I GO TO HUNT THE WILD WILDEBEEST CONDOMINIUM.

All three people I've talked to seem like decent human beings, but I have a feeling I'm going to have to wrangle with the rest a little. One guy emailed me, but since his name wasn't anywhere in the notes I took on each property I inquired about, I asked him to send me the addresses I had spoken to him about, thinking he was taking over from someone else who had left and not changed their profile yet.

He responded by sending me a link to his website, which required that I build a profile and log in. So I emailed him back very politely, telling him that I'd love to meet with him but I really do need to know which addresses he's representing so that I could plan out my public transit route. I have the feeling he got my name off some other agent and has no idea what I want to see. If I find out who that other agent is, they will definitely be written down in Samtas List Of Naughty Children. :D

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I have a theory about the whole Fidelius Charm business, and this is it.

( My theory, let me show you it )

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OH THE HUMIDITY.

Today I:

Downloaded semagic's upgrade (expect a multi-site posting tutorial soon)
Saw one great condo and two decent ones, none of which I can afford
Was told by an agent "It's like an armpit out there"
Ran wild in an unfinished high-rise complex
Was stung by a wasp
Received a free bottle of water (if you count being stung by a wasp as "free")
And got trapped in an elevator with no lights or a/c

I'm dripping wet from the humidity, but otherwise reasonably intact.

( Housing )

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If you ever wanted to see a picture of my brother, Natalie Dee drew him today.

http://www.nataliedee.com/080607/meet-your-match-at-match-dot-com.jpg

I don't think she's actually met Bernard, but that is him in all his glory, down to the little goatee and cheesy wink. He actually owns that very shirt, I've seen him wearing it. It's like she met him at a party or something. I swear to god, it's eerie. It's like essence du Bernard.

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Actual conversation from today:

Patron: Will I have to climb stairs to get to my seat?
Sam: No.
Patron: Do you have stairs in your theatre?
Sam: Yes, but you won't have to climb them, I've seated you in an accessible area.
Patron: How many steps are in your theatre?
Sam: ...I...have never counted them.
Patron: So, what if I have to climb them?
Sam: I promise you will not have to climb any stairs. Here, I'll show you on the seating map where your seats are. *takes out map* Now, this is the stage, and here's the seating --
Patron: Wait, wait. Where are we, on this map?
Sam: Well, actually, we're not on the map. It's...a map of the theatre.
Patron: So you're saying you have no stairs.
Sam: *defeated* YES. We have no stairs.
Patron: Because I have a cane, you know. *lifts up cane to show it to me*
Sam: I understand, ma'am. And if you have any problems, you can speak to any of the ushers, they'd be happy to help you.

One of the ushers came up to me later and told me I was a heartless asshole. Walk in my shoes, man, walk in my shoes.