David and I met together and discussed our move-in date, December 15th. My only worry is whether Bailey will adapt to the situation. And whether I will have enough space for all my belongings. ;P ERIKO! I’d rather be with you right now.

back to the pad, just a little sad; missin my girl, oh what a whirl; with you I’m in a different world, my emotions unfurled; my life complete, because you’re so sweet; the trip was too fast, but the memories will last; i sure am glad, i talked to your dad; soon, soon – together we’ll swoon

I will be flying, through the sky, one lovebird returning to the other. I walk around, I go through life, doing the best I can. I am incomplete without you, Eriko. Your love empowers me day by day, moment by moment. But I yearn to see you every day! I long to hold you every night. I dream of providing for you – all that which you want. Only for you, I wait. Only for you, I am.

Well, my good buddy old pal Dave has given my offer to help him with the move out fee some thought. Amortized, it increases my rent by about $100, but the cost savings living with a roommate should be more than that. The only downside about living with Dave is poor Bailey’s confinement – but she’s going to have to be flexible. Forced flexibility, doesn’t that sound pleasant? ;P First I decide that I am willing to part with her company, and now I decide she will be confined to a small apartment for months on end. I’m praying for a miracle. One week until I depart to see Eriko! I should begin packing soon.

After some clarification from my beautiful better half, I may be able to keep Bailey around. At least, when I have a yard, I can continue to feed her. If it wasn’t obvious already, I was unable to refrain from feeding her. I’m a pushover for the cries of someone dear to me. I’m still looking for temporary lodging, however, because I can guarantee that Bailey won’t enjoy being cooped up in an apartment. ;P 11 more days until I leave to see Eriko… X)

It happened like a flash. Today, David (Tae’s cousin) and I applied for an apartment in Queen Anne. Close to my work, close to his work, excellently priced, with a beautiful view of downtown Seattle. We were able to talk the gentleman into letting us have a cat, but David is allergic. He brushed this off as inconsequential, telling his mother that the allergy medicine worked wonders. However, our apartment will be on the 5th floor and Bailey would have to be confined to the indoors, which she hates. Additionally, I recieved an email from Eriko telling me that she couldn’t handle living with a cat every day. Any animal, actually. It was a difficult decision, although in all honesty I suppose the decision wasn’t that difficult at all. I feel guilty that I have partially domesticated Bailey, so tonight I took her food bowl away. I’m sure she will complain loudly, but my hope is that hunger will revive her talents for finding mice. I contacted a friend, hoping that they will be ! willing to share their backyard with her. Bailey has truely been a gift, keeping me company and protecting my sanity for the last three years.