Hey, Internet.

[sab]

Hey, Internet, listen. [_maayan, I am, as always, lookin' at *you*]

My roomie, the wise and wonderful ptpatricia is moving back to Chicago at the end of the month. I'm gonna miss her awfully. Also, this leaves me with a housemate vacancy, and I want to put out to the fannish world first dibs on filling it. 'Cause obviously, I'd rather live with a fannish type if I had my druthers, and, really, who wouldn't?

That being said:

We've got a two-bedroom duplex in Hollywood, CA, with driveway parking and a front yard and a kumquat tree. Two cats. And me!

If you, or someone you love, wants to come live with me (for $600/month plus 'lectricity and cable internet) please shoot me a line, either here or sabine101 at juno.com. Short or long-term or visiting Europeans of any stripe encouraged.

Please spread the word across fandom, will you? Salient points: LA, $600, Sab. Cats, kumquat.

Available June 1st, 2004 (which is, for those who are counting, after the Farscape ficathon's due but before any of the others).

Comments

[caribbeanblue.livejournal.com]

Your offer is most tempting, especially as I have two children cats of my own, at least four months' rent saved up with the possibility of getting a job to support us, am a long-term visiting European (I refuse to accept that I might actually have any real ties to this country ;-) and oh yes: definitely, the Sab is an attraction! Also, Hollywood would be ideal, because my wish for life is to be a screenwriter, or at the very least a screenwriter's secretary. And it supports a prophetic dream I had a few years ago.

Alas, my parents are bundling me off to college in August. This aggrieves me greatly.

[iamsab.livejournal.com]

College is overrated. *g* I've got books here!

[caribbeanblue.livejournal.com]

Then what the hell? I'll give you a tentative "aye," only because there are Things to work out before I can make it definite. Parental permission is not one of them: I'm 18 and do not foresee a revelation that I'm actually a year younger due to some fuck-up on my birth certificate. It's just the logistics of hauling ass to the other side of the country. I couldn't make it out there 'til the first of July at the earliest, mind - I have to graduate, pack, and find transportation for myself and my babies.

[sorlklewis.livejournal.com]

Hey!

Oh, well, actually... yes, yes it is.