so i moved from the hotel room to an "efficiency apartment" in a gentrified 'hood ful of good looking young wealthy white professionals and students. Pros: better food options, i'm stealing wireless, and i won't have to move again for a couple months, hopefully. Cons: no stove, so no pasta - unless i can boil water with my hot plate they have provided for me - but i'd need a pot for that first. No toilet paper or soap or shampoo yet is problematic as well, but i can remedy these things very easily, whereas the stove thing has me a bit more miffed. Enh, i'll live. And getting six new keys in like a three hour period makes me feel all mature and shit.