Got an apartment... and guess what happened?

Latest news: Seems I will stay here in TX after all. Got a paying job that'll keep me funded for a while but also need to find a stable place. And so...

I was recently approved for an apartment with a roommate.
But the process was excruciating. It is as if someone in the matrix knew of my van living times and decided to send a message to its minions to punish this errant rebel and teach him a lesson.
I was subjected to the worst runarounds and requirements. None of my old records of being a good tenant mattered. They really zeroed in on the gaps in my rental record.
Fuck! I was overseas, can't they understand that?
Whenever I produced what they wanted, they needed something else.
One apartment complex wanted me to produce the original blue ss card ... you know, the one which they don't want you to keep in your wallet?

Anyway, long story short, I will never do this ever again.

This has been a very bad homecoming and an excruciating 2 weeks.
The matrix knew I had lived and enjoyed life overseas and while here, rent free in my vanhome. Now, it will punish me for getting away with enjoying life without having to pay through the nose for it.


I know I am being targeted for being my own man. The system is not designed with a struggling entrepreneur in mind. From apartment complexes that demand you show them some kind of employment with a giant corporation to a tax system which nickle and dimes you for all you're worth, the matrix is designed to funnel you into a life of full time employment for some large company. Pursuing a dream has its costs. I found a way around the costs by living partially overseas. And the system is punishing me for not living in one city full time all year round. This is why I was subjected to this rigmarole. Never mind that I've always been a good renter. The gaps in my renting resume are a red flag to them. The only overseas people they respect are soldiers and Doctors. These are the costs of being your own man. This is the cost of pursuing a different path in life. But hey... they can have their laugh. They can only keep me down so long. One day, it will be different.


Fuck this system. Next time, I am getting me my house on wheels and rolling outta here.

A Potential 180!

Well, just having arrived here in Texas after 4 gruelling flights, one would think that's enough. It seems the plans I have been making and the reality on the ground haven't met nicely. The plans that I thought would come about and their promise of funding are about to go kaput in my face. So... in the interest of saving funds, I have been considering going out to Asia again where I can live cheaply with my folks.
You see, I have been supporting them from afar for the last few years now.
The current economics cannot sustain 2 households. It has to be merged into one.
It's still cheaper to fly myself out there all the way back instead of hacking my own way here in the US of A. So where does that leave my plans of van wandering? In flinders for now.

Time to regroup and rethink.
For now, this might end up being one big round trip "vacation" even though I haven't really been touring but just visiting relatives.

Next few days will be more certain.

A wish to vanish

There are days when I just feel like I want to go and vanish off the face of the world for a while.
Where I am, I feel very unwelcome at the moment.
I don't know if it's just me, or if my hosts are getting irritated by my presence here at their place (most specifically the in-law).
Tomorrow, I go look at some apartments.
I wonder if this is the right decision or should I just throw caution to the wind and keep looking for a wheeled home. I have one last project to take care of and I feel like I can do a good job if I was somewhere stable and safe and free from distractions and worry about shelter, food and cramped conditions.

After this project, I will be free. So I suppose I am settling down for a while into a 6 month lease. Only until this project is done.