My Neighbour Errol: My…ACTUAL Neighbour

When I created this series of blog posts, I chose the name “My Neighbour Errol” in honour of “My Neighbour Totoro”, which Errol has more than an unhealthy obsession for.

Just...a titch...

Just…a titch…

What I DIDN’T think about when doing these blogs was that the name would become some weird self-fulfilling prophecy.

That’s right. It’s happening. As of May 2014 “My Neighbour Errol” is going to be quite literal. I will bid farewell to the Test Chamber and move into Errol’s basement apartment in his house.

Maybe...11 1/2

Yes, I am questioning my sanity in this matter as well.

The fact is, Toronto is expensive. Like, really expensive. And it’s only getting worse. I love my little Test Chamber dearly, but the rent is increasing at a rate that my salary can’t keep up with and I have to start thinking about saving up for that whole future thing that is looming in the terrifyingly decreasing distance.

My greatest fear is becoming Zoidberg.

My greatest fear is becoming Zoidberg.

And it just so happened that Errol’s basement apartment became available at a ridiculously cheap rent (well..cheap for Toronto :D).

There are certainly worse places to go than a friend’s place. Actually, the way I see it, it will basically be like moving into a Miyazaki movie.

I imagine I will be hearing screams of joy whenever food is served.

I imagine I will be hearing screams of joy whenever food is served.

Of course there will be consequences. I will probably get dungeon pale from basement living.

Hopefully I can avoid this look.

Hopefully I can avoid this look.

My consumption of wings will most likely increase.

No complaints there.

No complaints there.

Presence at board games will be demanded.

Wait! This game exists?! I have to play it!

Wait! This game exists?! I have to play it!

My PS3 will certainly get a lot more mileage.

And we can finally finish this!

And we can finally finish this!

The elevator conversations will cease to exist, though I have a feeling I will still manage to find material for this blog. Errol is creative after all, and he will be right upstairs.

I will miss my Test Chamber for so many reasons. It was the first place I truly had on my own. I will probably write a proper emo farewell to it later on in the month.

One thing is for sure…life is going to get a whole lot more interesting…and this blog is going to get a TON of new material.

I will be seeing this face every day...

I will be seeing this face every day…

Holy crap…it just dawned on me…I am going to be Errol’s neighbour…WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?!

And cue panic.

And cue panic.

 

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Posted on March 17, 2014, in My Neighbour Errol and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. It’s a Trap!

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