sophisticate

well, i'm sitting here at spot's (about to head home), with a glass of great scotch ("great scotch!"), after a fun conversation with my mom, pondering my first few steps as a tenant in the building (practically) across the road.

our new apartment is fantastic, all checked and measured, the new landlord seems even nicer now that we're not being pushed to make a quick decision, we have our contracts, we have our keys, and we have our vision.

life's definitely getting better. it's a start, at least :)

the more mundane stuff: i bussed back to the apartment from work, hurriedly rifled through everything, going so far as unpacking (dammit) some boxes, to find a required piece of paper: all to no avail. i had a quick altercation with the cat, which ended (as these things usually do) with me feeding it. then i hopped on a bus to southern tel aviv.

the bad part.

my word, what a dodgy area spot's uncle lives in - i had no problem saying that to his face. we sat with him for a while, then headed off to arlozorov and dizengoff. after a short fight with the information kiosk (eventually winning - i got a reasonable improvisation for that all-important piece of paper), we met up with the kid's dad and strolled slowly to the new apartment, where we performed one final check and then commenced with the great signing.

and then we went to (one of) our (many) new neighbourhood cafe(s) for a great supper.

now i'm off home (just as soon as i finish the whiskey, those are my mom's instructions), and then tomorrow morning i'll start breaking my head over army work and moving in.

ssssssssoooooon, my preciousssss, sssssoooooon.