My dream roommate & apartment posting. And new COTW!

Roommate Wanted
Professional twenty-something seeks roommate with similar status. Roommate must not be crazy, dirty, loud, an alcoholic, socially awkward, or an only child. Roommate must have experience living with other roommates. Must not be a moron. Must not have pets, children. Must not have "third-roommate" type boyfriend or girlfriend that stays overnight constantly.
Must-haves: Personality, courtesy, trustworthiness.

Pluses: Speaks additional languages, eats different ethnic foods (i.e. doesn't mind the smell of foods cooking in the kitchen), enjoys going out with friends but also enjoys relaxing at home. Avid watcher of The Office, Heroes, Project Runway, Mad Men, 30 Rock, or The Food Network. Enjoys movies and at least somewhat knowledgeable about pop culture.

Apartment: Must have private room and bathroom, central air, walk-in closet, balcony, laundry on-site. Must not look depressing, outside or inside. Ugly carpeting must not be present.
Location: Burbank/Studio City/North Hollywood. Must take no longer than 10 minutes to get to work. Ideally close to decent eateries. Peace and quiet must be the norm in the neighborhood. Building must not be next door to any working business that has landscapers coming in like clockwork on Saturday mornings at 7:30am. No construction must be in progress within two blocks. No bugs, standing puddles of water, or streaming water from nearby locations must be present.

Required: Parking spot (covered, gated, and not tandem!) Also parking for guests must not be a hellish ordeal.

COTW
Okay, I know it's been awhile - but the potentials for COTW have been incredibly dry lately, which is why I haven't had any to blog about.

Diego Luna. Boyish and charming. Que delicioso. Saw Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights (yep, that's right) and who knew? Something about the cute ones that know how to salsa dance. Seriously not sure why I never noticed him onscreen before. Will have to watch Y Tu Mama Tambien again to see what I missed.

In Fashion: the black-and-whites. Black tie, black jacket, white button-down shirt. Bottoms: antique jeans or matching trousers. With a clean set of Pumas or Chucks. Simple, classic, yet comfortable and adds a splash of cas.

Today. New pimple, apartment hunting, and Stop Interrupting!

Aren't we supposed to stop breaking out after high school?
I have a new pimple on the side of my mouth. The down side to this spot is that it hurts whenever it gets wiped with a napkin, or touches the side of a glass while sipping. Who knew the side of your mouth gets touched that often?
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Okay, there's one thing in Hollywood that I like. Ah, live music. Sad when it takes you ages to remember the last time you had fun. Oh, working stiffs. Hollywood, 1. Not Hollywood, 100.

So I've joined the apartment-hunting club. Or the, I need-to-look-at-places-because-I'll be-homeless-in-five-minutes club.

I killed a roach last night.
It felt like a sign. Maybe it's God saying, "Yeah, you know what? You really should move. It's time - get on the stick!"
It's the whole poverty stricken stigma of finding a bug in your apartment. I wonder how many roaches the one that I've seen is representative of, the ones unseen behind our furniture and walls. I think I've killed at least a handful of spiders in the past year, and I've seen enough cobwebs to deck out the late Aaron Spelling's place in October.

Stop Interrupting!
I hate it when I find myself interrupting someone. Sure, you get bored hearing someone drone on or talk without letting others get a moment edgewise. But it's just so rude. It's the slightest but completely infuriating thing when someone ELSE interrupts YOU. Because when you interrupt someone, this is what you're really saying:
"'I believe what I am saying is more important than what you are saying.' And I can't find another way to see that than: 'I believe that I am more important than you.' And that must end." [Eat, Pray, Love]
So true, Liz Gilbert, so true.

COTW

the Christian Bale-looking guy at my neighborhood gym in Studio City.

tall, dark and handsome guys that came out of hiding at a certain Hotel Cafe show! Seriously, where have you been all this time?