So I got a call from this realtor letting me know I got an apartment I was after. Such a relief since I leave in two days. But when I lived out there last year, I had bought and brought some furniture, which I had to leave, expecting my friends to at least hold on to them so they can keep using them until I came back. This dude I've lost all trust in already blew it even harder. He brought my couch, skate bench, and dresser to his new place next door, but I guess he left it in their basement and some fucks who apparently worked there cleaned the basement and my shit was gone. So now I have my mattress and a desk chair. My place isn't even big (A small studio), but I was hoping I wouldn't have to get much to furnish it. At least I'm getting the deposit back for the last place, so I can get a Uhaul and dominate the Salvation Army.