DoorMatt

One of my flatmates has been asked to leave. Apparently things have been going missing around the house, and the hefty straw that broke the eviction-camel’s back was $100 straight out of Mark’s girlfriend Hannah’s purse a week or so after I moved in. Matt came up with a number of strange and disparate excuses, including a claim he had heard people coming into the house. Mark and Roger can’t trust him anymore and asked Matt to move out by May 1st – a week on, he still hasn’t left.

It’s a shame, as I like Matt – he is the guy with the Lion Rampant flag in the front window. On the plus side, when he does go, he will be taking his cats. I realise I had listed the cats as a plus point to the house when I moved in, but they really, really hate me. I’ve never experienced cat-hatred before, but these felines despise me.

In trying to gain their trust, I thought new names would help. I renamed Zena, the female cat, as Cyanide…

… and the man-cat, I renamed Schrödinger.

Mark went home to Wisconsin for his birthday, so Roger and I are trying to deal with it ourselves – Roger has gone to the landlord and the government to help out. My role has been limited to trying to find a replacement roommate, so I put adverts up online and on notice boards.

So far there haven’t been many responses: the city is full of empty rooms for rent just now because the universities are finishing up for summer. The responses I have had, however, have been borderline crazy. This is my favourite one:

Hello,
Just saw your ad and would be disposed to renting from you.

I was born in and raised in Europe 26 yrs ago and pretty much moved around Europe half of my life until my parents Decided to settle in England where I live now. I’m a matured, Vivacious, career driven individual. I do not smoke and drink are very sparse occasions (probably will not even consumes up to 5 liters in year) which might be buoyed something very special like a job promotion or maybe a best friend’s wedding (lol).

I am also not opinionated and will never condemn anyone for their sexual, religious inclinations or what so ever important variables. I think the day we perceive ourselves beyond such crossing, there would be world peace and visceral love.

I plan on staying in Canada for at least 3 years minimum work because my contract
is for two years and I will be working for Cross Bow Technology. So I should be able to sign a year contract there is need for it.

Kindly respond to my e mail when you can.
Have a spectacular day!
Derick

PS: “There is no way to peace, peace is the way.”

Here are just a few pictures from around the house since I haven’t shown you any interior shots:

This is the living room and the massive record collection.

This is one of the bookcases – really just showing this because I am on an Ayn Rand kick at the moment:

And this is the music room right next to my bedroom. Usually there are more guitars and the drumkit is set up, but Roger was playing a gig last week and seemingly noone has had the will to put anything back together. The steel guitar is a dobro, an instrument I have always wanted to play; however, the action is terrible on it and it makes me feel musically retarded: