Alright, for the two of you that read this site, here's what happened (if you don't already know). Lindsay, my girlfriend for the last four years, and I split last month, and I moved in with my parents for a while to get back on my feet. Didn't really feel like broadcasting it at the time, don't feel like going into it now.
So for the last few weeks, I've been looking for a place to live. I looked at some places on the east side, some places downtown, then I remembered that my landlords from my old place had several properties that they rented out. So I gave them a call, and asked if they had anything available.
They told me that not only was something opening up in ten days, but it was MY old apartment. I LOVED that apartment. It was HUGE, and I had a lot of fun down there.
If you knew me 4-5 years ago, you'll know the place. I'll put up some pictures of it later today when I go down to sign.
Sorry to be so cryptic with my last message. I just didn't feel like chatting about it.