High apple pie in the sky.

So Fairfield it is. I guess. But if I'm gonna live in that armpit it better be cute and cheap and exactly what I want. Well I found it. And it is. And if the owners don't approve me I might have to kill someone. Or cry. Crying is more likely. It's just that I have never been able to help getting my hopes up. I'm obsessing and looking up apartment deco and pulling out my file of ideas. I'm trying to send positive vibes but they just didn't seem interested in me. Ugh I hate rejection from people I could care less about. This place is cheap cheap cheap and located in the only nice part of Fairfield I can think of and has tons o' character!! I can bring the cat and have room to spin around in circles if I deem necessary. My fingers are crossed like they never have been before. This place is too perfect for me to not be approved. Why would it come into my life otherwise? Just a little irony pill for me to swallow? Nah.... I'm not buying that. It will be mine because I deserve it and would truly appreciate it and take good care of it. Help me to send good hopes and thoughts in Fairfield's direction!