Em and I spend most of the day yesterday staring at our computers trying to find an apartment. It's hard to find one that meets all of our criteria. So, if you have an apartment in Silverlake, Los Angeles, that is two bedrooms, two bathrooms with a washer and a dryer, please let me know. Oh, and it can't be too expensive.

Last night Dave, Shannon, Emily and I went out to eat at Skewers, a middle eastern restaurant. Shannon got chased around the parking garage and yelled at by some old woman who thought she was trying to hit some pedestrians (which, of course, she wasn't). The food was OK, but we are looking forward to dinner tonight at Listrani's (fettuccini alfredo and cyanosis, um!).

Em and I spent most of the day today trying to find out how much portable washer/dryers cost. If we have to use a common laundry room, we will never do our laundry and always smell bad, preventing us from getting jobs, which will get us kicked out of the apartment for not paying rent and we will wind up homeless on the street begging for change and praying that some kind-hearted person will wash our clothes for the love of God!