I don't know which terrifies me more, the idea of new 22-year old neighbors new to the city with no responsibilities yet, or looking for a new apartment and actually starting the moving process. It's cliched but I'm too old for this shit, and can't really handle another summer of new neighbors out until 3 in the morning on a nightly basis. One downside to living somewhere there's stuff to do is that when you're not out, there are plenty of poeple who are.

Current beer-scale: 8.6 (fucking high)