No Bueno

So, I've been trying to sublease my apartment for nearly two months now. It's a pain in the ass. Today, however, I showed it to a girl who really liked it.  She was really nice and seems like she would pay the bill on time (which is always key for me since a sublease means that my name stays on the lease until the lease is up and my apartment complex could always come after me if she doesn't pay) and she e-mailed me follow up questions such as "When could I move in?" which is always a good sign. She also brought her teeny, tiny, toy Yorkie along to see it. "Can I have a pet?" she asks. "Of course," I say, because I remember signing the page of my lease where I stated I didn't have a pet and so did not have to pay the extra fee. I told her about the extra fee and everything and she was still interested.

Guess what? My apartment complex does not take dogs. Fish? Fine. Birds? Brilliant. Cats? Cool. Dogs? Apparently not. And this dog she had is SMALLER than MY dog. It's certainly smaller than a cat. It is definitely smaller than some of the geese that walk around the pond near my apartment.

Damn. Damn. Damn.

I will just have to watch more Misfits to make myself feel better. (Sleepygirl, why didn't you ever tell me about this show? It's brilliant!)