the new roomie

Hanne and I did not score too well on our roommate game.
All of our potential roommate predictions were wrong.

Contestant #1 was mid-twenties and tall, but not dark. In fact he was extremely blonde...and very friendly.

Contestant #2 was a girl, but she did not have glasses, nor was she wearing a turtleneck. Also quite pleasant.

Contestant #3 was far less nerdy than anticipated. No wilderness shirt, but he did have a rain jacket. From Stavanger.

Contestant #4 was, well, Swedish. Instead of having spikey hair, he had a shaved head and liked to sign his text-messages with "Hug, Tommy" despite the fact that we had never met him.

So, who did we choose?
None of the above.
They all had some sort of drawback...like they didn't know how long they'd stay in the apartment, or they wanted a monthly massage (guess who), or they couldn't afford it, etc. So my friend Anne told her friend Vibeke about the apartment and she came to have a look. Vibeke is a full-time hair stylist and works just two blocks from our apartment. She loved the place and is very excited to move in. She also wants to buy a lot of new furniture to repace the ugly brown stuff we have now, AND she already told Hanne and me that we would get free haircuts which is GREAT because it costs about four thousand dollars to get a trim in Norway, nonetheless a full blown haircut. Excellent.
So, we think this will be a good situation. We are sad to lose Andre and we wish he was staying, but we are happy to be able to keep the apartment for at least the next year and a half.