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So today, I feel pretty accomplished! I bussed to downtown to check out the apartment building I want to move into, and have come away pretty satisfied. I scoped out the neighborhood a tiny bit, checked the location of bus stops, and got a mini-tour of the place, and I am excited. \o/ For all that I am getting the "worse" view, from what I could see, my view will be pretty fantastic. (I love cityscapes at night. In the daytime I like looking at the countryside and greenery and mountains and all, but at night all the lights and movement of a city just fascinate me. I was happy with what I saw. :D) Plus, they allow dogs (up to eighty pounds!) and--okay, I know that the majority of my flist and friends are catpeople, and I love cats too! But damn if the wide-eyed six year old in me is so excited by the possibility of HAVING A DOG. I may not get one! BUT THE POSSIBILITY. I have calculated and recalculated my budget over a dozen times, and I'm excited. \o/
HOWEVER, there was an. Interesting. Part of my day. While waiting at the bus stop, a woman approaches me and asks me first when the bus will arrive, and then the time. I tell her both, and she is excited, then proceeds to tell me how she "doesn't like walking down that way" (down the street). Now, granted, there are a few kind of sketchy blocks down from my apartment, but normally the Ave rats only show up late afternoon through the night--on a bright and beautiful Saturday morning, there's not really anything uncomfortable about walking that way. Confused, I ask if she means the farmer's market.
"Oh, I don't like that either," she says. "But there's this lady and she's, like, handing out photos and stuff. And I dunno, I'm not saying this right ((she would repeat that phrase many times)) but it's like, witchcraft and stuff. They're witches. She's trying to get you to touch the pictures, and then like, she'll do [mumblemumblemumble more about witchraft Idk]."
AND THERE'S ME, going "... I-I don't think it's witchcraft--"
To which she very seriously tells me WITCHES ARE EVERYWHERE. 8| And then falls silent. I am hopeful that she will leave me alone now, and continue waiting for the bus, BUT NO! A minute later she asks me what I think of witchcraft. I tell her I think it's a silly outdated notion perpetrated by people who needed an excuse to persecute anyone they didn't like*, and she tells me how WITCHCRAFT IS A TOOL OF SATAN, EVERY WITCH IS SATANIC, YOU BELIEVE IN SATAN DON'T YOU! And lectures me about how I need to accept the Lord Jesus Christ into my heart and soul because otherwise Satan will create a weapon to be used against me, and how SHE HAS JESUS IN HER HEART AND WITHOUT HIM SHE IS NOTHIIIIIING and how if you don't believe in God you WILL go to Hell, it's proven in the Bible.
Etc.
Etc.
Etc.
It was only ten minutes, but sob. SOB!
Then I went to the apartment, was all \o/ about it, got a nice lunch and walked around Pike Place Market to grab some groceries, and came home. HOWEVER--in front of the entrance to the farmer's market, there are people with picket signs about ACCEPT JESUS CHRIST YOUR LORD AND SAVIOR and REPENT NOW, SINNERS and suchlike, parading in front of the entrance. And from the looks of things, they'd trapped all the people who were waiting for the light. (The farmer's market in my neighborhood is held on Saturdays, 9-2, in a large parking lot, so there's a crosswalk right at the entrance.) And the whole thing bemused me entirely because they'd so not been there any other time I've gone by--it's always, like, the Real Change people, or people trying to get you to vote for various green initiatives. It was very surreal.
IN CONCLUSION, new apartment looks super-snazzy, though I do not think I will be able to take my coffee table AND the dining table/chairs my parents got. :( I will need to examine the layouts againnnnn, but. At the same time, GOSH am I excited. \o/ And picketing people will forever and always bemuse me.
HOWEVER, there was an. Interesting. Part of my day. While waiting at the bus stop, a woman approaches me and asks me first when the bus will arrive, and then the time. I tell her both, and she is excited, then proceeds to tell me how she "doesn't like walking down that way" (down the street). Now, granted, there are a few kind of sketchy blocks down from my apartment, but normally the Ave rats only show up late afternoon through the night--on a bright and beautiful Saturday morning, there's not really anything uncomfortable about walking that way. Confused, I ask if she means the farmer's market.
"Oh, I don't like that either," she says. "But there's this lady and she's, like, handing out photos and stuff. And I dunno, I'm not saying this right ((she would repeat that phrase many times)) but it's like, witchcraft and stuff. They're witches. She's trying to get you to touch the pictures, and then like, she'll do [mumblemumblemumble more about witchraft Idk]."
AND THERE'S ME, going "... I-I don't think it's witchcraft--"
To which she very seriously tells me WITCHES ARE EVERYWHERE. 8| And then falls silent. I am hopeful that she will leave me alone now, and continue waiting for the bus, BUT NO! A minute later she asks me what I think of witchcraft. I tell her I think it's a silly outdated notion perpetrated by people who needed an excuse to persecute anyone they didn't like*, and she tells me how WITCHCRAFT IS A TOOL OF SATAN, EVERY WITCH IS SATANIC, YOU BELIEVE IN SATAN DON'T YOU! And lectures me about how I need to accept the Lord Jesus Christ into my heart and soul because otherwise Satan will create a weapon to be used against me, and how SHE HAS JESUS IN HER HEART AND WITHOUT HIM SHE IS NOTHIIIIIING and how if you don't believe in God you WILL go to Hell, it's proven in the Bible.
Etc.
Etc.
Etc.
It was only ten minutes, but sob. SOB!
Then I went to the apartment, was all \o/ about it, got a nice lunch and walked around Pike Place Market to grab some groceries, and came home. HOWEVER--in front of the entrance to the farmer's market, there are people with picket signs about ACCEPT JESUS CHRIST YOUR LORD AND SAVIOR and REPENT NOW, SINNERS and suchlike, parading in front of the entrance. And from the looks of things, they'd trapped all the people who were waiting for the light. (The farmer's market in my neighborhood is held on Saturdays, 9-2, in a large parking lot, so there's a crosswalk right at the entrance.) And the whole thing bemused me entirely because they'd so not been there any other time I've gone by--it's always, like, the Real Change people, or people trying to get you to vote for various green initiatives. It was very surreal.
IN CONCLUSION, new apartment looks super-snazzy, though I do not think I will be able to take my coffee table AND the dining table/chairs my parents got. :( I will need to examine the layouts againnnnn, but. At the same time, GOSH am I excited. \o/ And picketing people will forever and always bemuse me.
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Also, get a rescue animal :|b BREEDINGS IS OKAY, TOO, but rescue animals are cheaper and you get to rescue an animal from a pretty crappy life NOT THAT I AM BIASED HAVING HAD RESCUE ANIMALS MY WHOLE LIFE but they are amazing and full of love. …Except for the one dog we think had brain damage, she was abused and was afraid of petting and things like pizza crusts if you held them up at her. :(
IN CONCLUSION, get the animal YOUR HEART CALLS TO and take a lot of pictures for us, okay. And also let me pet it next time I'm in the area.
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Honestly, I don't know why people would assume I wouldn't get a rescue animal. :( I don't even know where local breeders are in the Seattle area, but I do know the locations of the Humane Society and PAWS so. \o/
COME VISIT ME WHEN I MOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeee
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Well, it's more like I don't want to assume that people do/don't want people to feel that I'm pressuring instead of just ADVOCATING!1! because I try to do that whenever possible ♥ I was pretty sure you'd expressed interest in a rescue animal, but I could not for the life of me remember, aha.
I WANT TO, SO BADLY. A-aaah, I'd love to do a joint Seattle/Victoria visit at some point in the near future; it depends on airfares, I guess, and when/if I move.
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But yay super-snazzy new apartment!
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l-lolo witches
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Witches. They're everywhere.
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People like that never approach me, which you think they would, what with the pentagram I wear most days. But no! Never in my life! I wonder if I have subconsciously created a ward against crazy people by wearing it all the time. :X!!
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But see, the thing is--I. I was just STANDING there, and I had my coat closed, so it wasn't like she could see my jewelry or anything anyway. I just thought she wanted to know about buses, BUT SHE WANTED TO EDUCATE ME ON WITCHES AND SATAN TOO!
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But on a happier note, yay apartment! And potential doig! o/ ...that was a typo but I kinda like it.
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It was. Very special. :( BUT AT LEAST I HAVE THE POSSIBILITY OF A DOG TO KEEP ME HAPPY.
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...witches. Right.
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Witches are everywhere, didn't you know.
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[spreads hands at, magically] Wwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...itchcraft!!
And this post made me think of it a lot.
ALSO YOUR NEW PLACE SOUNDS GRATE.
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I will not know which one I will get till I actually move, BUT. I am really excited :D
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ALSO GET A DOG SO I CAN PLAY WITH IT WHEN I COME VISIT!
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I am tempted like NOTHING ELSE, sob. It will take researching and DECISIONS b-but. Puppy. ;o;
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(And congrats on the new shiny place!)
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Thank you! :D
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If you got a dog, I would totally come over and play with it. ♥ Also, it sounds like you're researching to find out what kind(s) of dogs are suitable for apartment living, which is great. I think dogs are far less suited for apartments than cats, buuuut just like there are a few kinds of cats who are super-athletic and need lots of space, I'm sure there are a few kinds of dogs who are okay with a smaller space. Plus you have that dogwalk! Honestly, I think the major concern is to find a dog who doesn't require more attention than you can give it as a single owner. (Do you think adopting an older "puppy" would be a good solution?)
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