OK- I got my keys no problem. No conspiracy, they were just a little disorganized over at the realty office. When I went to their office and talked to the woman at the desk, I was relieved to see that she had a jesus and the virgin screen saver on her computer.

This oficially sucks. I went to the new address that I got over the phone and the occupants there had no idea what I was talking about. First thing tomorrow, I am walking over to the building owner’s office and politely ask for the keys, and not leave without them.

Well saturday I signed my lease and forked over lots of money to complete strangers. The thing is, no one gave me a key. I did get a firstname and an address of the building superintendent who was the one with my key, but after three visits this weekend with nobody home, I was starting to worry. I just called the office of my landlord, and they told me the name of someone else in a different apartment to ask for my key.

Today I was prepared for it. I heard someone mention on monday that this wednesday was ash wednesday, so I didn’t spend all day puzzling over what kind of wierd conspiracy was going on. I passed this woman today and for a half a block I was thinking that’s one hell of an unfortunate birthmark. I would be the fidgety guy unconciously smudging it all over my face at work. On the train this morning, (crowded) there was a gospel singing group at the opposite end of the train, doing their thing. The acoustics were so muffled, that for about two stops, I thought someone had it playing through their headphones. My friend David is having a suspicious visit from his landlord and a fire marshall today to review the air conditioning in his place. He is living in this space that is zoned commercial, so last night he moved all his stuff around to look less liveable.