My official move-in date is tomorrow, though I'm not sure how exactly that's going to work out. I need to call my landlord tomorrow. My landlord is, interestingly enough, spending the summer in Texas. I'll be living in her (their?) basement. Right now they have some friends housesitting.

Safety-wise, the good news is that it is not Thrifthaven. I will no longer have to be worried about my apartment getting broken in to. I'll get to the bad news in a minute.

I've already dubbed my new place The Hole for somewhat obvious reasons. Unlike a basement apartment I visited prior to moving in to Thrifthaven, this one is nice and tall (except for the stairs down, where at one period I will have to duck. It's a little more spacious, with a kitchen and actual closet space. I've also got a kitchen and a full-size fridge. Most importantly, though, I will have high-speed Internet. My rent will be more, but a little less than I budgeted.

But now the bad news, safety-wise. Behind Thrifthaven is an alley-way that I affectionately call "Crime Alley." It looks more like a little road, but cars generally don't use it unless 4th or 5th Avenue are closed. I think that's why it exists -- so they can close the two most busy streets for construction and still allow people access to homes and stores.

But in any case, that's where my car was parked when Quan broke in to it. It's also where Yale was jumped walking back to the apartment. It's also where The Hole's parking space will be.

The good news is that it's not Thrifthaven. The bad news is that it's only three blocks away.