Marc found a studio apartment

that he can afford and he likes way the hell out by the beach. Our agreement was that if i got into medical school, he would need to find a new place to live starting June 1st, and if i didn't get into medical school, he still needed to find a place by June 1st, as I'm tired of living way up here on the hill, and want to go back to having my own place. The main point being June 1st, which is when I'd know for sure what i was doing. and he agreed. but then 4 weeks ago he tells me there's an apartment in the building where his friend lives that's for rent and he's out of here by March 1st. Gee, thanks, Marc!