Moved In

I have almost everything moved into my new apartment. You'll remember in my previous post about the place, I mentioned that the rug was offensive to me. Okay, so it's not ridiculously horrible, but it makes you wonder what the landlord was thinking when he renovated it. Does anyone's furniture still match with blue-ish carpet nowadays? Seriously? I decided that I'm just going to buy a huge area rug (or semi-cheap dark red carpet) and place it in the living room. I can settle with whatever color that is around the rest of the place.



So I was unloading some things and pulled to the back. I was parked behind another car, which I assumed was my neighbor's who lived adjacent to me and when I saw her, I told her I would only be a second and if she needed me to move then just let me know. However, she said it was the car of one of the girls that lived behind her. A little later I hear some people talking in the front, and being the new nosy neighbor I am, I take a peek out my front window. It's the lady I spoke to earlier talking to two girls who are each about 23-24 years of age. A moment later, I see them walking up toward my apartment. I run around looking for pants and a shirt to throw on, because hey--I live on my own now, man and I can do that. So anyway, they knock on the door and they mention that their landlord told them I just moved in and I was really nice and that they should go introduce themselves to me. I thought that was a really cool gesture and I invited them in. They both introduced themselves, then took a look around and appeared to be shocked about the 'work' that had been done in the apartment. In the ad I saw for the apartment, it did say it was renovated but apparently there was a good reason for it.

They told me that the girl who previously lived in my apartment was a stripper (which is sort of irrelevant) and that she was very messy. She took in stray cats often (which is admirable, to a point) but apparently one cat she took in was pregnant and when the time came for it to give birth, she let them roam around the home and pretty much crap at will all over the place. It apparently stunk to high hell and I believe it may have ruined the floors--which explains the carpet. She also had parties up until 4 AM and some of the men she met while stripping would come banging on her door at every hour of the night. One time, some guy she knew kicked a hole in the door after an argument and she left it like that for days which is how many of the neighbors knew she had kittens in there. They would just crawl out of the door!

I ran into my landlord yesterday and he asked me how everything was going so far. I told him that all of the neighbors I met were really nice but I didn't tell him any of the information that the girls divulged to me because it would be unnecessary. He asked me which ones I met and I mentioned that I met my downstairs neighbor, adjacent neighbor, neighbor behind me, and the neighbor in front. He said the girls I met were 'married' (which I think he used as a euphemism for 'lesbian'). I mean, I pretty much figured they were, but I'm not really fazed by anything in Riverside anymore. However it's a good thing I have almost zero morals otherwise I'd be freaking about my situation right now. Living in the former home of an ex-stripper surrounded by girls that like to do each other. Wait, that doesn't sound so bad at all.