So now Signore Roderigo, my across-the-hall neighbor, has given his (tentative) 30-day notice. Roderigo is an exceptionally gifted and skilled painter. Last year he closed his gallery/studio here and moved to a large city in the Southwest to pursue his career, but was back six months later saying he hated the place and missed the Pacific. Cost him over $20K for the experience. Well, now New York City beckons. I do believe he has the talent to make it in the art world. I've seen his stuff. Whether he can handle the people in it--or they can handle him--is another matter. He certainly has the piercing eyes and artistic temperament to match, along with no lack of self esteem. I find him funny, aloof, vulnerable, inscrutable, profound, superficial, and of course eccentric, all at once or in varying degrees depending on the day. I do know one thing--he sure can put on one heck of a dinner party! I hope he knocks NYC dead, and that he stays alive in the process. I will miss him. Again.
KC is moving out from the apartment next to mine today. She has a team of friends and her dad to help her down the three flights with all her furniture and whatnots. Her former boyfriend Tim stays till the end of September, then he's moving back in with his dad. I'm imagining how it will feel for him to come home from work today and find KC's belongings missing--like looking into a mouth with a bunch of teeth knocked out. They were together for several years, and here for the past year and a half. I don't know who instigated the breakup, but Tim seemed really sad when he told me, and KC was crying a while ago when she brought me her keys.
They're all young and will get over it. However, with Roderigo's news, we'll have three units out of five emptied in less than a month, just on this floor. I'll just have to break in another whole set of personalities before Christmas.
Sigh.
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