They say you don't choose life.. life chooses you.
and I've found that's been the case for the most part for me...
I went apartment hunting for almost an entire month... okay.. almost an entire week... Nothing lights up the fire in your apt hunt than the landlord warning you to leave by the weekend... (oh did i omit to mention I overstayed my lease by 11 days? :P)
I went east and I went west.. I went south and I went north...and then I walked into this place..
and loved it.
Was it the apartment size? maybe.. was it the view? probably.. was it the hobo that hung out by the trash can next to the place? SOLD!
And based on my new location.. I can proudly state..
Damn it feels good to be a "Banker" :)
-The Canuck Banker?
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I thought bankers and hobos generally don't share the same space. Did you use the internet at all for your hunt?
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