It's that time of the year again. Nevermind the recession and the layoffs and the expenses, the Mayflower (henceforth called the Moneysucker) overlords have decided that I would need to pay $$ more every month this coming year if I choose to re-lease.
I hate this. Tiny studios like mine shouldn't be this expensive. IN BUFFALO! I just read
(e:jenks)'s journal. Apparently, I shouldn't be paying more than 1/3rd of what I make, in rent. Looks like I have been paying more than 1/3rd for the past 2 years at the Mayflower-moneysucker. And now the moneysucker wants more. The very thought of coughing up $$ more this year with no complementary increase in what I make is really distressing. :/
Thus, I am back to a flat-hunt. I still don't want to live more than a mile out from Roswell, hate carpets and would LOVE south-facing windows. My budget is anything @ or below $580.
I always figured that the longer a place existed, the more likely it was that people died of causes natural or unnatural.
Death is Death. Other than from a safety standpoint - i.e. if the person murdered was in some sort of gang, cartel, or organisation, would the murderer and his/her comrades think I was associated with the viction - or morbid curiousity it doesn't really matter to me how someone may have died.
If I was to worry about stuff like that, I would worry more about disease more than murder.
@(e:Leetee): Wow, where was this? In Buffalo? Personally, I am fascinated with homicides, intents, causes and circumstance. I mean - what a cool chance to spook everyone out by fabricated horror stories! (not to mention, plenty of blogging material)
@(e:Jason): Yeah, who wouldn't want to hang about in cheerleader locker rooms? According to Hindu myth souls are not touched by trauma. Trauma is a bodily ailment and the minute you are ready to leave, you leave trauma behind. The zombie mortal body might be prone to trauma imprints though. By that argument, maybe you can hang about in cheerleader vicinity in a zombie undead format but not in a soul torture format.
In an odd way, that makes sense, no? :)
I once rented a flat that still had the blood stains in it. The landlord promised to clean it up, and they did. Once all my shit was in the place, i completely forgot about the fact that there was a murder in that room...
Diabolical, Tiny. I'd be interested to know how that works out for you. I'm totally BSing here, just go with it hehe, but I would think that if you get offed in your apartment the trauma would bind your soul to the place where it happened. When you get over it someday you can leave. Who knows. If I got murdered and became a ghost I would sit down in a race car during a race, or visit the Dallas Cowboy cheerleader locker room.
Also, why would any ghost want to stay on in cramped quarters when they are free to roam and haunt the finer Victorian mansions in this city?
Hahaha. That is somehow funny. I was not really thinking about ghosts. (Maybe I should? ;-) I was thinking more along the lines of asking for a rebate in the rent by claiming emotional disturbance due to past shared-space violence.
Now you know about my mercenary and evil streak. LOL
I do think it is a little over the top, Tiny. You don't strike me as a person who is afraid of ghosts.