Driving myself slowly insane

[yaramaz]

I've spent a lot of the afternoon here. I really oughtn't as it's driving me crazy. Ever since I've been living Away (if not before) I have been searching for my own little home and have failed miserably in this quest. I tend to move every year, from flat to flat to flat, never particularly satisfied with what I've found, always searching for that elusive perfect fit. This website is fucking killing me.

That, and we watched Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations in Istanbul today.  It made me very very sad and very very hungry.

ETA: I really really really want to live in a 1949 train caboose in the forest! I do!