Yesterday was our last day looking at apartments, and after checking out some pricey stuff near where we live now, driving waaaay out to some sad-looking units in the middle of nowhere, and touring a haunted school (which was awesome), we found a cheap place in the Summit-University neighborhood.

I don't know what locals call it. Do people really say "Summit-Uni"? Ever?

We don't know if we have this place yet, though it sounded very likely that we'd get it. I'm not in love with the place, not like I was with the sunken kitchen apartment that was $200 more a month, but it's the right price (cheaper, actually) in the right area. Jenna is using her telecommunications powers to negotiate for a better fridge and newer ripple-free carpet; if she succeeds, then we'll talk love.

So. Look for me there in September, maybe, probably.

To celebrate, or maybe just because, we invited Ben over for some Mariokart and drinking. Apparently Jenna has never played Mariokart, ever, so last night was her introduction to both the game and the drinking game. I attribute my total-defeat-by-Ben to a night spent trying to teach her the basics — remember, always put on your oxygen mask before helping others.