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Hmm, with a few updates this could become a replacement for my beloved iGoogle.

Children are not welcome in my home. Simple as that.

Rent control, like all other government-mandated price controls, is a law placing a maximum price, or a “rent ceiling,” on what landlords may charge tenants. If it is to have any effect, the rent level must be set at a rate below that which would otherwise have prevailed. (An enactment prohibiting apartment rents from exceeding, say, $100,000 per month would have no effect since no one would pay that amount in any case.) But if rents are established at less than their equilibrium levels, the quantity demanded will necessarily exceed the amount supplied, and rent control will lead to a shortage of dwelling spaces. In a competitive market and absent controls on prices, if the amount of a commodity or service demanded is larger than the amount supplied, prices rise to eliminate the shortage (by both bringing forth new supply and by reducing the amount demanded). But controls prevent rents from attaining market-clearing levels and shortages result.

This post also makes me want to cry but not for the same reasons as JojoRocks. Government-mandated price controls are a crying shame.

http://www.econlib.org/library/Enc/RentControl.html

Centsational Girl addressed this today: http://www.centsationalgirl.com/2013/03/solutions-for-renters-kitchens/

I'm lucky enough to have an oddly large bathroom with vinyl flooring in my small apartment. I've painted a side table, an IKEA shelf and countless other small items. I've also stripped furniture using Citristrip. Currently I'm walking around eight frames I'm painting with oil-based paint. Perhaps not the smartest idea but it works.

I'm also lucky enough to have a balcony I spray paint on. While my lease doesn't explicitly say no spray painting, I always try to do it when the management it away.

After hitting snooze once I usually lay in bed for a bit and catch up on Twitter. Then get ready, grab my breakfast and lunch and out the door, usually within 15 minutes.

If I'm on top of things the night before: I've straightened my hair, picked out my clothes and have my breakfast and lunch packed. If not, it's ponytail and whatever I can find.

If I get up earlier I find it harder to make myself get to work at a decent time. I do much better when I just roll out of bed and go without thinking.

"As much as some people say that you chose to live in a downstairs apartment and you have to live with the consequences, it's equally true that your upstairs neighbor chose to live in an upstairs apartment and has to live with the consequences of that too. One of the consequences is that she gave up her right to do inescapably noisy, disruptive things like running on a treadmill that causes that much commotion."

AMEN

Nice, too bad I hate the word soda in reference to a beverage. You bake with soda, not drink it.

All of my "dinner parties" with friends are potluck. We'd rarely get together if one person had to spring for the whole meal.